That was a lie Anthony thought to himself when Angie left. He stared out the smoke clouded window, he could just barely make out the silhouettes of the motor cars going past on the city streets. The only thing he ever loved was his money, he could get it when he wanted it, it made him king and everyone respected him for it.
But Angie, that dame had it… and he never forgot her. That wasn’t just a night, that was something special with that one. Too bad he couldn’t love her more than himself. Too bad he couldn’t love her more than his money. Too bad he was the only one for her.
One suck one puff, and it all faded away in a cloud of