I missed seeing her on Facetime. But I learned something recently: Fuck love, and all that comes with it. Despite being a giant horn dog, I am a giant...romantic. This story is about dreams and hearts broken in the form of three words:“I’m getting married.”Remember Amber, from my very first encounter? I never lost my feelings for her. She was my first crush and you know you never forget your firsts. Back then, I kept wondering:“Why can’t I become we?”I couldn’t see that it just doesn't work like. I still didn’t get the implication.We went outside and got a taxi. Cory directed the driver to the nearest motel and asked him to stop at a convenience store on the way.Twenty minutes later we ended up at a motel in which I would not normally have even considered spending the night. But there were not a lot of motels in the area to choose from; none at as far as we could tell. I really should have taken the train!We got out of the cab and Cory paid the driver. While he was settling up he sent. If Rucar were here, I’m certain he could arrange for Golrick to simply disappear.”“I can arrange that,” Liala noted with a shrug.“That makes us no different from him,” Joseph told them. “As king, I could walk down to his cell immediately, hoist him up by his throat and strangle him. No one would say a word or lift a finger to defend him.”“True,” Liala agreed. “But it is also your responsibility as king to defend those we view as reprehensible.”“I fear that is where I find myself,” Joseph. Even funnier, the word for ‘tuxedo’ in Swedish was «smoking». And to cap it off, I’d heard a tuxedo called a ‘penguin suit’ a few times here in the US.“No, it’s a tuxedo,” I said. “A special kind of suit. But I’m pretending to be someone.”“Who?”“A person from the movies, James Bond.”“007! Cool!” Jesse grinned. “He gets all the girls! And kills the bad guys!”Everyone laughed.“I guess we know what Jesse wants to be when he grows up,” Kara smirked.“When’s the last time you wore that?” Jennifer.