‘Hey man, you seen my girlfriend around here? She got pissed at something and took off, I’m trying to let her know it’s alright.’ At this the other two howled laughter, slapping each other on the back. ‘Leave. Now. Or this gets bad.’ The man growled, starting to limp towards the three young men. ‘What? What dude? You think you want a piece of us? You can barely fuckin’ walk, limp dick! Step on up, son, let’s rock!’ the biggest one shouted, getting pissed. He strode quickly up to the man, started to shout something else, but was stopped by the head of the hammer being thrust into his solar plexus, not a terribly hard hit, but a surprise that knocked the breath out of him a little bit. Following the young man’s grunt of surprise the older man lashed out with the leg that didn’t limp, his boot slamming into the side of the kid’s knee, dropping him like a rock. When the kid’s buddy started a drunken rush forward, the man reared back with the hammer, ready to inflict some pain. The kid. That inevitable day came when Jay was to leave. The afternoon I came home from seeing him off, I bumped into Gary in the parking lot. He could tell I had been crying and said a few comforting words, but they fell on deaf ears. I just wanted to get upstairs and hide for the next six months. We walked together to the foot of our respective stairs and he for once dropped his usual banter, patting me on the shoulder and saying, “Honey, it'll be over before you know it. If you need anything or just want to go eat lunch sometime I'm right across the way.” I thanked him and went upstairs to wallow. As I said before, the weeks and months wore on I began to compartmentalize my marriage. I hadn't known the loneliness would set in so hard and the few friends I had made through work were little comfort, all being either married or otherwise attached themselves. Jay and I had discussed our situation concerning our swapping friends and came to the agreement that they were off-limits. Six months.
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