Things aren't working out.  I'm not happy.  Life is too short to stay unhappy.  The kids will have to understand.  I'll still visit them.  I promise.  If I have time.  We'll all be happier this way.  

    What about that girl from the band?  I played keyboard, and she was a singer.  Pretty girl with long straight brown hair and blue eyes. Molly was here name.  I think she gave me here address.  Yonkers?  Never been there before.  I'm going to visit her.  

    After the two hour train ride, I got off at the wrong stop.

    I haven't eaten in a week.  I'm gaunt, and at 190 pounds, the lightest I've been since I was 13.  This separation is taking a toll on my body and my mind.  

    I was dressed nicely.Maybe that's why those two thugs picked the fight with me.  

    It was nasty.  One guy grabbed me, and I clawed his face with my right hand.  He screamed.  I had blood and chunks of flesh stuck under my fingernails.  The other guy was taken aback, and then attacked me again.  I ducked, and punched him in the balls.  He went down to his knees.  

    About to collapse from the expending the last bit of energy I had, I grabbed the guy's head, and bashed it on my knee as hard as I could.  He rolled over, bleeding from his nose and mouth.  

Asshole.  He had it coming.  
 
  I know it sounds crazy to say, but really, when I was at 28, when this happened, I wasn't half the fighter I would be 15 years later, at 43.  At 43, this fight would not have lasted so long.  

  Anyway, Billy, back to the story.  

    When I got to the address that Molly gave me, a very pretty Puerto Rican girl named Andrea answered the door.  

"Molly?" the girl asked.  "She just moved out yesterday, and I moved in today."  

    My heart sank.  New York is huge.  12 million people live here.  She could be anywhere.  Molly said something about California.  

    "Do you know where she is now?"  Bruce asked.

    "I think so, let me see if I still have here new address," Andrea replied.  "She was such a nice girl.  I used to work with her."

    "Here it is," Andrea said sincerely.  "Hope you find her."  

    "Thank you so much," Bruce said.