My place is not far,’ Stacey said as her eyes returned to look Carmen in the eyes. Carmen only nodded in reply. A few hours later Carmen and Stacey...were in Stacey’s apartment sitting in the living room. Carmen clutched her coffee cup, stared into it blankly, quietly as she sat in the comfy chair. Stacey was sitting on the sofa as she sipped her coffee. They had both told each other their story, from their time with Benita to how they found out they were pregnant and knew they were carrying. He went to the checkout counter which was manned by a lady who was just finishing up checking out another patron.In checking out his books she said, “Two of these books are on the best sellers list so they must be good reads. I have read some of these authors prior books and I like their style.”Instantly Greg thought it was time to test the waters to see if he could spark some interest in her and he responded, “Yes I do like these authors and have also read some of their prior books. With my. I see,” Evelyn said. “Let me think about it for a while. Maybe there’s something we can do to put your mind at ease.”We’d been talking to each other while girl knelt at my feet, talking about her as if she was an inanimate object not an actual person, listening to everything we said. The thought kind of crossed my mind in a fleeting way. Dave trying to come back, I guessed.Later, close to dinner time, Evelyn asked if she could talk to me. I shrugged and told her to talk. She grabbed my arm and. That threat quietened her down.I could hear her from the kitchen.She was almost snarling when she sent me a message through Mrs. Williams."You tell him he can't just walk away from me. This isn't over, not by a long shot."Then she went outside and kicked my bike over....I was pissed beyond description. Fuck that bitch. Who did she think she was? Damn, I missed her.But I made myself go on with my life. I dated, hung with my friends, and worked, as much as I could. I graduated from my community.