Marcia pushed a bowl of cereal over to Josh’s head. He was slumped in the chair, with his head on the table, pretending to sleep.

“Come on. You eat and I’ll circle jobs in the classifieds. Then we’ll go out and try to get you one!”

“Not interested,” said Josh from the table.

“Come ON! EAT ! You can’t stay here forever! I’m going to kick you out if you don’t get out of this self-depreciating mood. I’m being a good friend here, trying to help, and…”

“Okay! Okay! Shut up! I’ll do it.” Josh loved messing with her. He really did feel like getting out now that his ribs had healed. He also thought maybe he might run into a friend of his ex-fiancee’s and ask them about her.

“Are you paying attention?” Marcia snapped her fingers in his face. “What do you think of that last position?”

Josh didn’t answer, and his pause was just long enough for Marcia to realize that he was thinking of Her.

“Josh! She LEFT you! For another! At the ALTAR ! It’s over man! Time to move on!”

She was cute when she was annoyed.