Dating Annie had been up and down. On one hand she was sweet and one hell of a lay. On the other, we were only twenty one and she was talking about marriage and kids. Looking back it probably wouldn’t have been bad but I was a twenty one year old thinking of all the adventures yet to be had. I had been mulling over the relationship for a while now and gone back and forth between being resolved to end it and finding some reason it was a bad time. Ultimately it was just cowardice.
Finally though I had done it. It was a long drawn out affair which was possibly even worse than I imagined it would be. Now here I was, standing in the driveway and watching those red lights disappear down the street. She had been the first real long term relationship I had ever had and a mix of relief and heartache swirled through me. It was early evening and I just headed inside, happy at least to have it done.