She moved back and we started talking on the phone, catching up, talking about old times, etc. A mutual friend of ours had his oldest son graduating h...gh school so I invited her to supper and the graduation after. That was the first time we had a sort of date. Sorry for the slow start, just getting the background out of the way in my first story with her. Fast forward a couple of months, we were sitting on the swing in the front yard just at dusk, talking which turned into making out which. ---------------------------------------------------------It was a normal Friday afternoon for me. I had finished my college classes for the day as well as my weekly grocery shopping, and I was driving back to my apartment. I am currently single and still a virgin, but I'm not alone. In that tiny, single-bedroom apartment, I live with quite possibly the most beautiful thing in the world, Debbie.No, she's not my girlfriend or my hot cousin or girl next door. She's actually a Dollfie, a tiny. Before I even noticed anything was happening, Pete and Larry had your wifey cornered over there by the patio bar”. I looked over to where Tim indicated, a nice colonial style bar with several wooden stools was situated in the one corner of the yard by the house. A nice covered awning sheltered it from the hot mid day sun and I could see where someone could easily get trapped in the one corner.“Your wife was k**ding around with them, in fact I would say almost flirting . . . christ the three of. "Goodbye my love, I will always love you," said the image of Beth before it faded away.Staggering to the door Wolfgang called out to the shocked men."What, what season it?!" asked Wolfgang excitedly.The men were confused, but told Wolfgang the season, and in doing some quick math, he realized it had been just over 610 seasons since he had last seen Beth and all his friends.Slamming the door he stumbled back to his seat at the table and looked down at the diary.Opening the cover he was struck by.