"I know that I'm really short and I'm not a supermodel. I wasted so many years on that asshole because he was all I had. Oh, and believe me, he wasn...t my first waste of time."She stared at the floor."I called him tonight to see if I could go by the apartment to get the things I didn't take over to my friend's house before I left for New York. He told me that he threw everything away after I left and that I should go fuck myself."She paused again, trying not to cry."All I want is to find. " What about Jean?" I spluttered. "I have done nothing but be friendly to her." And she's in love with you," Alannah said with a slow smile.This was news to me. Jean had been married for thirty years to a man who used to be an active member of the church but who now never left the house. Jean's world was shrinking and her life seemed in danger of grinding to a halt. She always seemed pleased to see me and gave me a hug whenever we met. But that was all, it seemed to me."We're going to put this. Dwelling upon things that cannot be changed is worse than changing thingsthat should not be dwelt. Profound no? Not even close, but its probablythe last semi-cogent metaphor this floating dirtball will see until thenext intelligent species evolves a billion years from now.The post apocalyptic nightmare isn't something you can prepare for. Ohfuck that makes no sense. What I mean is that when it was all normal,boringly normal, I wanted it to all go away and leave me alone. Now it'sgone and been. ” “I really haven't ever; as many times as I've been to Chicago.” “Well it will give you some local flavor, particularly with the crush of people after the game. And, it stops right at the ball park.” “Great! Let's go for it!” Jill exclaimed. Getting directions from the concierge to the closest L stop, away they went. The train clicked and clacked along the rails and swayed it's way north, above the city streets and weaving its way along, with its frequent stops. People got on and exited,.