It took Miguel quite a while to get over what had happened. Although he’d stopped looking at Shamus’ pictures, he still thought a lot about him. He somehow felt that he had found—and lost—the love of his life, and he couldn’t imagine ever finding someone else anything like him. After a few weeks, he admitted to himself he’d completely lost the desire to even try, and he removed his profile from the two websites he’d been on.
Feeling now that he’d always be alone, he tried to find other things to take up his time. He decided he now had time to begin looking for a better job. He was qualified for much more than just an adjunct professorship, and it was time to start looking for a position where he’d be a full-time faculty member. After all, there was nothing to hold him in Savannah. He was
