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stop to it. Then I made her put everything back the way it was.”
    “I think I’d have done the same thing. I mean, it’s not her house. She didn’t have any right to do something like that.”
    “She didn’t stay there much longer after that episode of hers. I told her we were through and she should go back to her place. That was the last I saw or talked to her until just a few minutes ago.”
    “Well, I just hope she doesn’t bother me anymore.” Her nerves were much calmer now. “I have a child to take care of, and I don’t need this kind of thing upsetting our lives.”
    “Liza may be a lot of things, and do things other people wouldn’t, but I think she realizes I meant it when I said it was over between us. She shouldn’t be a bother again.”
    Kristi hoped he was right. “But what if she is? What should I do?”
    “I really don’t think she will but if so, call the police and let them handle her. That’ll get her to stop, if nothing else does. The threat of calling the police really bothers her for some reason.”
    She sighed. “I’d hate to do that, but I guess you’re right.”
    He hesitated for a few moments. “So, now that we’ve got that settled, would you like to have dinner again tonight?”
    She glanced at her watch. “Can I think about it and give you an answer when I get off work? I’m already late, and I should be getting inside.”
    “Sure.” His voice sounded hopeful. “I’ll talk to you then.”
    Kristi ended the call, turned off her cell phone, and headed toward the elevators. This guy was persistent, she had to give him credit for that. And even though they’d known each other for less than a day, he seemed to genuinely care about her and Janie. She’d be lying to herself if she didn’t admit she’d thought about the fact that the girl needed a father figure. Wes seemed to be the kind of man who would be a good one. However, if this thing with his ex-girlfriend escalated, would it be worth the fuzzy warmth to deal with it?
     
    * * * * *
     
    She couldn’t believe he actually called. She saw his number on the caller ID, and felt as if she’d won the lottery. But that only lasted about as long as it takes to blink when he accused her of trying to run down his new bitch. She hadn’t even been out of her apartment this morning, so how could she have done that?
    Something was up, but she had a good idea what it was.
    Maybe you’re right, but you know you black out sometimes .
    “I do not black out!”
    You know, you really need to stop lying to yourself .
    “I don’t do that, either. Go away.”
    I can’t. You need me .
    “Really? Why do I need you? To pester me all my life?”
    To help you remember things. And to help you understand yourself .
    “I’m doing fine on my own, thank you very much.”
    Uh huh. You never would’ve gotten out of that institution without me, and you know it .
    That was true. She couldn’t lie her way out of it. But that had been a long time ago, after Bill left her for that bimbo he’d been seeing on the side. She still didn’t understand how her husband could have done such a thing.
    To the best of her knowledge, she’d been a good wife, partner, and lover. It wasn’t her fault she couldn’t conceive his child. All the tests proved she was fertile, so that meant it was on him. He didn’t have enough ammunition to hit the target, but would he admit it? Nope. Not William P. Hill.
    So he left, shacked up with some tramp, and she received divorce papers. The last she’d heard, he still hadn’t found a woman who could have his baby. When would he realize the problem was his all along? Probably never, knowing that egotistical bastard.
    But that was the past, and she had a present problem to solve. A problem that seemed to grow bigger every day. She had to talk to Andy. He was the only one who could help, the only one who truly understood her. Maybe he was the only one who truly loved her in the purest, most pristine way one human