Jamie was sitting in her black Nissan scanning the area. The blond man walked out of the bar holding the hand of a petite redhead. They were both laughing and smoking their cigarettes. He was probably smoking Kent, the usual. She looked like the kind of girl that loved to have a good time. You know, the one who lives for today.
Jamie wondered how he would react if he saw her standing there. If he would realize, she has been following him for the past two weeks. She didn’t want to get back together. But she missed him. A lot!