Blue didn't call, the day after or for three more days following that. She didn't know what it was that pulled her to him. It might have been that she was drawn to his world of make believe, when hers was too helter skelter on it's own, uncomfortable in her world, someone else's crazy is soothing, it gives the illusion that her own life is normal.
She thought of driving up to Telegraph looking for him, but she wants to travel around town on the Bart anyway. In someway today she'd make it happen, maybe Perry, the manager of her storage unit would be willing to show her around, it's his day off and he likes walking, this might be a way of killing three birds with one stone and she's moving in three's these days. Three men, three rings, the list is endless, trilogies of life.
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