I snapped out of it in time to see Jerry walking away. His parting words were, "You poor bastard."
I looked across the room to where Stacey had been standing talking to the bald f**k. She looked up and saw me and smiled. I smiled back and tried to hide the rancor in my thoughts. All evening long I found myself making sure she was in visual range.
At one point I looked around and couldn't find her, nor could I see Sanders. I was about to go looking when she and several of the cheer squad came in from the direction of the bathrooms. Sanders entered a few minutes later from a different area of the hotel.
"You look like a guy who's ready to go postal Freddy. What gives?"
I turned to find Jenny Davis, my former boss' secretary. She was married to one of Stacey's classmates.
"Oh, hi Jenny.
