Jeff stared down into his beer, just watching the honey-colored liquid swirling around. He had left the house and after driving around for a couple of hours, headed to his house for the rest of the day, and with his thoughts not stopping and memories flashing back, he thought the place he could clear his mind was at a bar. Except, he hadn’t cleared it, not really. His thoughts kept going around each other at the words they had said. He loved Rose, he wanted no other, and would never want another. However, he couldn’t quite figure out what happened. How could she have not gotten any of his letters or messages? And as he flung that out, and she thought about it, it seemed like something had come to her mind, but she didn’t say. He sighed and finally lifted the glass, not surprised to find h

