Of course he had no problem with that and he tossed me the keys and said for me to meet him at the bar once we had finished. Now, I am not what I con...ider to be a good looking man. I am 5’8” tall, slight belly but still fit. I have greying hair, mustache and beard. I am somewhat fit for my body type. I didn’t like to work out, but I tried to make up for that with daily walks and hikes. I had met Tyssa while walking through the house introducing myself to people I did not know and saying “Hi”. ‘Yeah, I’m the asshole. But I can’t stop the way I’m feeling. The emotional closeness. The ability to share it with one special person. You all are special but I find that I miss that.’ They all looked at me. I continued. ‘Linda and Frieda have their own relationship and when not with me they pair off. Sharon and Cindy, you both have a past together. I see it as you all are generous in sharing your affections and love with me.’ Cindy spoke. ‘I think you’ve got it all wrong. You aren’t some add. " He raised his glass in a toast. "Third time's a charm." And downed the glass.John walked to his cabinets and grabbed a plate, then set two slices of pizza on it, filled his glass with coke, and headed to the living room. He flipped on the TV, and turned on his computer as he ate. As soon as his computer booted up, he logged into Facebook. Immediately, he got a message from his college roommate, Mark."I got some good news." Mark wrote."Me, too, actually. I passed the GRE." John. "Grace turned to him and put her arm around his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Thomas, it is hard on your father and me, but I know it is hardest on you. But we can't give up hope for our future." What future?" he spat. "We have no future. It's all Dad's fault. I hate him." He threw the hairbrush down and turned away from his mother. She hugged his back as tears fell. He was silent for a while, obviously trying to control his emotions. He knew it wasn't her fault that they were there. It was his.