I couldn't hear his voice anymore. All I could hear was the clap of my footfalls on the cement road.

I almost gave knocked myself off the side of a poplar tree, so thick was the fog.

I thought to myself,"I don't dare wander any farther. I should stay put until the sun rises or the fog dissipates. I can figure out where I am then."

Satisfied with that train of thought, I chose a spot where I could lean against a tree and rest. I didn't want to think about where I was going to go. I must get my things but, that was just too much for my stressed and weary mind at the time.

I also realized that the sun can't be too far off, since we arrived here late. It was a matter of an hour or two...I hoped.

My feet ached from the stupid high heels she had me wear. Taking them off, I rubbed the bottom of my feet to alleviate the cramps. I sat there just breathing in and out trying to still my thunderous heart.

At the same time, I was still very much aware, so I continued to breathe. Rub the arches of my feet, while listening to the night.

After a while I could see lights piercing the fog drawing closer to me. I scooted myself farther behind the tree and watched.

As the car approached I realized it was a cab and as it drove by I could make out the profile of E. The cab passed just as the sun had illuminated the fogs edges. I considered putting the high heels back on my feet again but, I knew I would'nt get very far like that. So I opted for bare feet, well...nylon feet anyway.

Once it was light enough. I continued down the road until I spied a main intersection. I could see now the street I was on and approximately how far I had to go to collect my items. I was just angry enough to go and collect them and make sure she stayed out of my way when I did.

I'm pretty sure she wasn't going to let any of this business come into her mother's home more than it already had.

Looking at the sign I was starting to feel ill. I knew it for a nasty hang over having experienced one already.

I checked my energy level, looked at where I was and where I had to go. It was about eleven kilometers to E's house. Then I realized that my energy level really doesn't matter. I have to get where I'm going. Period. 

I began the long walk back. The odd car honked as it passed me by.

No wonder with the way I was dressed, or lack there of.  The sun climbed as I walked dissipating the last of the fog. I watched it burn off with mixed feelings.

Considering it had concealed me only a few hours ago, I was not sure I wanted it gone.

Finally after what seemed like eons, I saw the street that lead to E's house.

I knocked on the door.  Nothing.

I knocked again.

Finally I heard E speaking out the window then the door opened.

"What the fuck!" E said. "Get in here fast." You know I had to do them both cuz of you!"

My rage flared up so fast it almost gave me whiplash!

I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her up against the wall.

I growled in her face. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't drop you like bricks."

"Hey man, I tried to help you." She said.

Instantly I drew my arm across her neck and began to apply pressure,  her faced turned more red by the second.

"No you didn't. You tried to condemn me to hell!" Then I heard a voice in the hallway.

"E...what's going on in there?"