Small talk. He was funny though. Twice he made me laugh, poking fun at some of the guests, including himself. I teasingly poked at his stomach to show...my appreciation. Solid six-pack. My eyes flickered over the rest of his body, noticing his chest through his long sleeve sweater, his biceps… Im sure we would have continued talking if not for his plus one coming back to his side, suggesting they get drinks. He politely excused himself and together they walked towards the island counter, where. “What? What the fuck Tracy? What do you mean?”“I know what you’re going to say,” said Tracy, using a standard defensive line that never explained anything. “It’s not about the whole sex and Tina thing, not even about my stupid suicide, and no it has nothing to do with you. It’s just that everything here has a past, has me written all over it, and I’d like to start something new.” Mel wanted to complain, to question everything even before he heard it, his eyes blinded and mind numbed by the. "Oh great, here it comes. I figured it would be some sort of sexual request. I was used to the effect my looks had on men.Hearing him laugh loudly surprises me. It's as if he’s read my mind. “No, nothing like that. I just want to know your name - and then your story, of course.”My mouth opens in surprise. "I'm Anna,” I tell him. “And, if you give me a ride, I promise I'll share my tale of comical woe."He opens a door and beckons me over as his driver gets out to put my suitcase in the. He looked like hell, if you can say that about a guy with a face like afilm star and an All American's physique. Even his Hawaiian tancouldn't conceal the lines under his eyes, which had taken on a sadnessI'd never seen before. "Dude, why are you here? Where's Julie?" Still in Maui," he sighed as he crashed onto my sofa. "I hope shestays there." That bad?"I popped two Coronas and handed one to him. He threw half of it down inone long swig and finished it off with a burp. "Her parting.