Old naked woman

.. I'm just tired." "You gotta take better care of yourself," I lectured, and then I felt the tears welling up. How many times in the past 11 years had she given me that same advice? And then our eyes locked. Man, what was old naked woman about those eyes? "Things aren't going well are they Kelly?" I told more than asked. "They're gonna get better now," she answered, "Judy doesn't like Montreal, can't deal with all the French language, gets nervous by all the political unrest... Toronto is a good move for us. Except I won't be seeing you any more." "You didn't see me anyway," I reminded her. "But I go to Toronto quite often, so maybe we'll get to visit from time to time." "Not gonna happen, Charlie," she said. I could see definite signs that her eyes were also filling with tears. "Judy doesn't want you around at all. She's just so afraid that we'll... well... that we'll get back together again. Right now she thinks I'm working late. I've done that so much lately I can get away with it." We had a fairly pleasant meal after that, even laughed a little at some of the memories we shared. It was after 11 before we left the restaurant, both of us not wanting to leave at all. I don't think old naked woman would have taken much talking to persuade Kelly to just take a room in the hotel and spend the night, but we both knew that would be pure trouble, so the subject never came up. We hugged again as my bus arrived, and then I was looking through a dirty bus window at Kelly standing on the sidewalk. I wanted to jump off the bus and whisk her away, maybe back to Indiana; but of course I didn't. The next big event in my life came less than a month later. I was sitting in my office, working away at some technical report, when I heard a deathly silence in the building.