Since I left without eating, I found a waffle house and went in for breakfast. Carol called me. "Hi, I'm down in south Venice... She knows? What did ...he say?” “It was so strange and yet funny," said Carol. "I heard Mom get up and I knew when she’d be in the living room. So she goes in, puts down her coffee and grabs her glasses. From where I was, I could see the goo all over them. She stared at them for a long time minutes." “And?” "I left without saying a word. But I left a note saying I’d. Noting the tears in her eyes, he pulled her closer to him."I'm not!" Her stubborn words muffled by his chest."Hiding isn't going to change the fact you ran from me, Jagati. I've never hurt you and I've always done everything in my power to make you happy. Do you realize how much it hurt me when you left?" She saw the pain in his eyes, when she brought her gaze up to met his. Pain she'd never meant to put there."But you're a computer..." No, I'm not a computer, damn it!" Then what are you?". It was playoff time, and my team had made it to the conference finals. I quickly became involved in the game, the teams were trading goals, and by the end of the third period had tied it up and it went into OT. I'd had a couple of beers by then, and got up to use the washroom. On my return, I just happened to look into the lobby. Trixie was standing at the elevators, looking back at me. Our eyes met and held each other for a moment. Then the doors opened, she entered, and turned around to face. Even though it was still pretty much winter, the A/C on the Caddy was working overtime to keep the temperature bearable in the huge car. The weather was stifling in its heat. Or maybe it was me.I decided that I wanted a night in a hotel, a bed and a shower. After several days on the road I needed a change of pace, and I didn’t want to sleep in the car yet again. I took the road into Tulsa. Not that Tulsa was the nicest city on earth or anything but it was large enough that it likely had a nice.