I had made up my mind to go look for Gordon, hoping to be able to talk to Kathleen. Much to my dismay I didn't know how to get a hold of him. I was walking to my car when Lena came running towards me. "What do you mean I gave you an idea?" She asked.
"I can't talk now Lena. I have to go." I said as I kept walking.
She grabbed my hand, "Lorenzo talks to me. Don't leave me hanging."
I stopped, sighed, and turned to look at her, "I figured out that instead of giving up on Kathleen, I should try and talk to her. We do love each other and I don't think that love is gone."
"But you can't find her now it's past 10 pm. You should relax today and talk to her tomorrow." She suggested. She does have a point. After all, I've waited a week, what's wrong with a few hours?
"You're right. I'll go hom
