8: Unravelling Mind
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HENRY DROVE BACK TO Southern Monterey on Wednesday after they gave him the slip.
He sat alone in his squalid apartment thinking only of Andy. He couldn’t believe she had already moved on!
She can’t have. She can’t have. She can’t have.
He was certain that were it not for that guy, whoever the hell he is, he and Andy would have come together again. They would have reunited. They were meant for each other; he was sure of this; as sure as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
He poured himself a stiff drink and sat to mull his situation. Whatever way he looked at things, he couldn’t see or imagine why it ended so cruelly.
They’d been together for a long time. Five years is a long time by anyone’s calendar. For her to throw away five years of bliss
