When Marianna wasn't there he was not surprised at all. It was too good to be true. A good story anyway for him to play in his head.

He imagined that she was with Keith. He wondered how nice it would be if Keith had been living in this same town this entire time. And that the two of them had been walking around the same streets without ever running into each other.

He'd be happy for him. And ofr her. For being together after having been separated following their stint up there.

It made Pete jealous actually. He didn't love Mary Beth the way he imagined Keith would love Mariana. This didn't make Pete feel any guilt however because he knew Mary Beth didn't love him back. They were two people who had fallen out of love. Pete had read about countless other people feeling that way but he never thought he would become like that as well. How did it happen? he wondered.

He looked at the paper cup with his name sharpied on. Pete. He didn't even want to drink it. But it would be a waste to throw away. So he took the sips.