I walked by the phone company when a light brown skin guy caught my eye, he was on a phone conversation and something just said to me wait until he is finished and ask him to walk me where I was heading.
After about ten minutes he hung up the phone, I walk over and said "excuse me would you please walk me to the dollar shop across the way?" he smiled and reply " no problem I would love to walk you ." We got to talking and he told how hard his life was and that he wanted to feel loved and appreciated.
I could relate as I had no luck in the love department, no matter how good I treated the guys I dated they ended up hurting me then turn around and say that I was too nice. As I listened my memory of Paul came rushing back and I tried hard to hide the pain I still felt.
We finally reached the store I was going to and we went inside and spent fifteen minutes while I got all the stuff I wanted. I know this guy was a stranger but the way we spoke made me feel like I knew him for years, funny though not once did we exchange names until we were leaving the store. He said "can I ask you something?" I said " sure you can." He said "what is your name?" I replied Cathy, and yours?" He said "call me Jerry" we shook hands and said our goodbyes.
