It had been a rough week, break downs at work, overtime almost every night, my ex out of the blue calls me she and her new guy have split up and she wants me back.
"Not for all the money in the world would I go thru that again." I told her point blank.
In a way I felt like maybe I should have tried to get back with her see if I could make it work.
"You know she is not right for you." Mike told me honestly.
"Mike your right she certainly is not." I finally admitted to myself he was right.
But I was lonely, Mike was great company but I needed someone, I needed companionship, I needed a warm body in my bed. Friday night finally came, I called Mike before I left work, he was upset, someone had broken into his apartment, the caretaker was there to replace the locks, but he did not feel safe in his own apartment.
"I will be home soon, do you need anything from the store?" I asked concerned about him.
"Get me some wine please, lots and lots of wine." Mike insisted.
I picked up beer as well. Mike did not feel like cooking so we ordered pizza, we sat and talked, like we always did.
"I'm scared to stay alone in this apartment tonight Tom." Mike said with real fear in his voice.
"Come stay at mine for the night." I suggested.
"Tom would you mind? would that be alright?" Mike asked.
"Mike I insist. you're more than welcome." I said.
We sat and talked and had a few drinks, after pizza and headed to my place, Mike had never been to my place, he was amazed at how it did not look lived in, no pictures on the walls, boxes from when I had moved in, furniture just dropped in the spot, and dusty he looked at me.