We both laugh. And it feels good. A release. Like laughing at a funeral. Maybe inappropriate, but definitely needed.

People grow apart, and sometimes, there nothing anyone can do about it.

And concentrating on the spot where the two spindles should be is the closest I get to looking Hannah's eyes as she tells my story.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

What you don't understand, you can make mean anything.

Half of them kept repeating my name, trying to get it right, while the other half laughed. But they were harmless. Fun drunks make a nice addition to any party: Not looking to fight. Not looking to score. Just looking to get drunk and laugh. I remember those guys. Like the mascots of the party. "Clay! Whatcha doon here? Bah-ha-ha-ha!

I left. When I should have stayed.