Mark Love always liked
Westcity
, while he had been avoiding it like the plague it was nicea nice place to live. Thats were it all started he thought, or where he ended.
The Blue Man
,he wasn't really ready to go back, but all he could think about was Linda. He wanted to live his life with Westcity in the back of his mind. A satellite always close but never there. Now he had to face it. He wore his usually disguise, by this point he shaved his head completely, and grew a mustache. It took him weeks to get a good one, but it was thicker than anything anyone had seen on him before. He had cash with him.
How could he be sure Linda was there. He only felt it, he drove by the diner just in case. No one was there it was quieter than the house.
He circled around the lot, a ghost down at this time of night. He didn't understand Linda, and that made him want to follow her more. He stopped in his usually spot. Usually during the day there'd be more cars. He put the car in park and just sat their idling his engine still turning and his car burning
gas
. He didn't know what to do.
