But not because of anything he had said. He hadn't said a word to anyone.
He now knew that at least she walked this way with Cleo, so he would do his best to 'bump' into her again. Once more his misery was complete. Seeing her again was totally unexpected, his mind now drifting back to happier times. Shortly after 'that rift' with Eve, he had made up his mind that he may have over-reacted and had decided to return and apologise as soon as he could...to apologise before too much time had passed.
However, two, or was it three, thugs had prevented that happening. By the time he was out of hospital he was a physical shamble...and alcohol had become his God, turned him into a mental wreck, shunned by everybody.
And here he was...
From across the street there was more noise to draw his atten
