Nelson smiled and closed the door. He tossed the envelope on the bed then lit a cigarette. He contemplated as he smoked it. If he opened that envelope..., he was throwing away three years. He looked around the squalid little room. His eyes lit on his waiter’s uniform. If he did this he would lose his job, a job he had pulled a lot of strings to get. A job he realized suddenly that he hated with every fiber of his being. With a smile on his face he finished his coffee and went to get another cup.. ’ Julia smiled and touched my hand. I can still remember her sitting there. Her long dark brown hair flowing over her shoulders. And that smile. That smile that seemed to touch my heart in a way I can never explain. I had to force myself to hold back. All I wanted to do was take her in my arms and hold her, kiss her, tell her how much I loved her. But there were no words, only emotions of pending loss flooding through me. I never saw her again. It’s hard to even remember the following months.. ’ ‘We’re paying nothing, being humiliated like that. Right Evan?’ ‘I’m with you Gina. We were treated in a disgusting manner and should sue that hash-house.’ ‘Earlier you called it your favorite restaurant Evan.’ ‘Shut up Megan. Come on, let’s cross the street to that bar.’ Megan’s eyes popped. ‘No, mom and her Toy Boy might be in there.’ Gina turned white, swayed and clutched at Evan for support. ‘Oh Christ, our mom has a Toy Boy. We three are ruined in this community and there goes mom’s. He walked pastthem as if he hadn't seen them, but listening and watching carefullynonetheless. Nine years in prison and his new uneasiness in crowds madehim cautious.Barbie was just the way he remembered her and she was flirting with theboys. She'd always been a flirt with her long golden lashes flashingand her tinkly voice giggling.He took a seat where he could keep the four kids in view. His mindwhirled, disorganized and untracked. Some part of him noticed thediscrepancies; this Barbie looked.