Chapter Five
When the door closed after me, it was over.
I walked down the long flight of stairs alone, basking for a few precious moments in the tenderness and sexuality of the night; but as each step led me away from my enchanting Jane, and from all that I’d remember her by, the loneliness increased. With each step the empty feeling inside me only seemed more dismal. I picked up speed going out the door of the apartment building. The cold chilled me to the bone. “Damn her!” I shouted to myself, why did she have to go away, why couldn’t she be here forever, or even just another night? One more night with her would have been all I needed—so I thought.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I drove block after block, street after street, eleven o’clock at the night and nowhere to go. I thought
