The Tenth Post

You may be wondering why, after posting twice a day for that last few days, I suddenly failed to post at all. Well, the reason is simple: I was getting acclimated to that pizza delivery job. Yes, I went in and have since been driving around town (last night in the driving sleet then snow) delivering for minimum wage and tips. I offered to work as much as he's let me, so I was there all day collecting away and since it started snowing, I made a killing in tips...

Well, I'm sure all this will be short-lived, however, since once I get done with this long narrative I've begun, it will all be over for me. Knowing what I know now, it won't likely be by my hand, but when it's over, you'll feel a particular ominence when I tell you that I'll probably fade into the mist.

Talking about Tara and I moving in together brings a certain turning
of my stomach after all that went down. Neither one of us had any
idea what would come of this, and given how far she was into that
other world, that's really saying something. At the time, however, it
was practically paradise.

Pretty simple setup here. Boy meets girl. Girl tries to avoid boy. Girl falls for boy. Girl moves in with boy. Not the other way around, and I'm sure by now, you probably saw that coming. It came as no surprise that she came my way, but the request was a bit of a shocker. We'd been going out irregularly for almost two months, and one evening, she just springs it on me.

"Do you want to move in together?"

Well, needless to say, the horny male in me jumped for joy, though there goes my stomach again. How much should I say about that? Well, the horny male was in no shortage of disappointment, and how about we leave it at that?

She continued her odd and perplexing job that she had before, and she refused to tell me anything about it. I asked a lot, of course, but she was very resolute in that point. She said to never ask her about what she did because she could never tell me. And there I had to leave it. I didn't know what to make of it, but I knew I couldn't ask about it further.

I can't help but wonder, however, if things would have changed had I pressed at the time. After all, she ended up telling me eventually...but by then, it was too late.