I've been avoiding Rosa by not answering the phone and carefully watching for her to arrive down at the shopping center. Big S says he still sees her coming around down there to hang out and smoke. I just don't want any drama in my life at this time, and I have thoroughly enjoyed being a bachelor.
"You just missed your ex," Big S told me as we sat on the bench in front of the dollar store.
"What was she doing?" I asked.
"She came to buy some cigarettes at the dollar store," Big S replied.
"Whew," I said. "I'm glad I didn't run into her."
The first time I saw Rosa down at the shopping center I thought she was just another homeless lady new to the scene. She dressed frumpily and carelessly, and was always trying to bum cigarettes from me. She looked rather dirty and unkempt. I later learned that she had been previously homeless and was a prostitute up in Atlanta. She had turned her life around and moved back to the Valley away from her old haunts. The slower pace of small town life better suited her newfound sobriety and mental health.
"She asked me if I'd seen you," Big S told me.
"What did you say?"
"I said you've been down here almost everyday," Big S replied much to my chagrin.
I can be such a big pussy when it comes to emotions and past relationships. I don't want to face my ex-girlfriends or my ex-wife. Just like I did when I quit smoking a few years ago, I have to quit a relationship cold turkey, severing all ties. It is harsh, but it works for me.