Step One...

I faxed my cover letter, resume and application to a new town... 5 hours away... for a job I could probably do...

I have the hard copy here, in an envelope... ready to be dropped in the post box...

Secretly I'm praying for him to tell me to stay... that he loves me and wants to be with me...

but then I go back... and think about what I saw... he was this close to meeting up with her... the only thing stopping him was the assurance of them being descreet... that I couldn't find out... and not because it would hurt me... but because I'd stop helping him...

god child... how many times are you going to have to repeat that to yourself before you realize how over this is!!!!