Dolores laid in bed with her husband’s arm wrapped around her waist. As loved as she felt she couldn’t help but wonder about her former lover Anthony. She had spoken to him several hours before bedtime and without her noticing thoughts about him had consumed her being . Especially since the night before she found out that he’d been miserable since he and Dolores had parted .

He rushed into the marriage and he lived with that burden every day . Dolores knew she had hurt him, but there is nothing she could ever do about it but wish him luck and hope against hope that he would keep in touch . They seemto have both moved on, and they both claimed to be happy. That would be a truth that only they would be able to discover. Many years had gone by, and they still felt strange about, but for now the awkwardness of the first encounter after such a long time was over.At least now he had her phone mum number. The question is was he going to use it.