“Damn do I look good tonight,” I thought to myself as I was straightening my tie. The tux had been passed down to me by my grandfather and I was excited to finally be able to wear it. It was a perfect fit, just the right length. The sleeves slightly shorter than the coat, a bright white pressed tie, and a small handkerchief in the front left pocket to seal the deal. No cufflinks tonight. I always thought they looked too presumptuous. Not that something like that mattered tonight, as I would probably be the least noticed person there. In fact I knew I would be.

I grabbed my reading glasses and slipped them into my inside right pocket and took my wallet. I checked the hotel suite for anything I may have forgotten. Keys, check, invitation, check, phone... Something told me I had forgotten something. I slid my phone into my jacket, grabbed my overcoat, and headed into the hallway.

On the way to the elevator I couldn’t help but feel like a million dollars. All dressed up on a Saturday night, tux, everything. Not to mention I had the hottest ticket in town. I slipped into the gold trimmed elevator and caught my breath as it dropped down to the garage. The doors opened and presented me with a scene far less luxurious than the elevator that sat open, illuminating the nearby cars with a golden sheen. “Why is it that such fancy places can’t make a decent looking garage?” In this town it was all about the appearance I guess. What’s shown on the outside is what matters. The stuff in the basement isn’t important, only that it serves it purpose and doesn’t grab the spotlight.

Beep, beep. The lights flickered as I unlocked and headed toward my nondescript black sedan. I thought it was sad I didn’t even check to see what kind of cars they kept giving me anymore. It was a new one each week. Opening the door I could still catch a whiff of new car smell. The hanging pine tree had done little to mask it.

It was hard to keep myself calm during the drive over. My mind kept running over the night and everything that I had heard would happen. But masking all of that was the fact the Jessie would be there. My high school sweetheart who I’d been with for close to 8 years now. We were assigned to different cities this past month and I’d only gotten to talk with her on the phone once during that time. I couldn’t wait to see her. I couldn’t decide whether to just walk up and say hi, or surprise her from behind. Either way, I still had five minutes to figure that out. The night seemed still as I drove towards the middle of downtown and I was ready for it all to get started.

I LOVE YOU CHRIS PALMER!!!!!!!!!!!
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