That was enough for one day.
I went to Jay's for the last time, grabbed my stuff and left the keys. My deal with her was over. Now to win Destine's heart.
I turned on my MP3 player and found The Sweet. I was walking the empty streets, looking at those blinding lights. The song in my earphones was:
"Some things are better left unsaid,
I wanna spend my days in bed.
I'll walk the streets this night,
To be healed by the city lights..."
When I reached Destine's house, he was in his yard staring at the bike. I got closer and said: "Good night! How'sa going?"
"Can't get better," he said. "Frank had left this thing in the backyard, what the hell does it here?"
"One of our friends had a little joyride," I explained.
"I guess who. That's not his first joyride. Let's put it back or Frankie will kill me for that."
"Is he back now?"
"He will be back tomorrow."
We put the bike in the backyard.
"Now tell me please, whutsa stuff is with you?"
"I broke up with Jemima." I really didn't want to call her Jay. But why? She did nothing to me. Maybe I was jealous to see her hanging around with Destine a week before.
"Really? That's great. But you know what?"
"What?"
"I liked to see you two together. Each of you used to stop another from pulling me. I hate to be liked insincerely. She only was fallen for me, but not fallen in love. That's not for long. And you are searching for love but haven't got one in your heart. Or head. You two are driving me mad. Willya now, ha?"
"Jay won't. She's with Jessie now."
"What Jessie? Former pal of mine? The emo-styled one? Good choice. She always used to sympathize him. And what about you? Da ya have the Australian loved one?"
"Never mind."
"So, wanna capture me now?"
"Why not?"
"Because the world is round. I don't see a real love in you. Yet," he added. That gave me hope.
"Yet? Grand. Have I to leave you now?"
"The faster you will, the better I'll feel."
I tried to look calm. "So, may I get my last wish fulfilled?"
"If it’s the last one, then yes."
"Could you lend me your phone for five minutes?"
"Okay, you're welcome."
I dialed Page's number. The mobile was off. I dropped a call on his home phone.
"Hello?"
"Good night, sorry for the time, but canya tell me please if Tommy is at home?"
"He's asleep now. Have I to have him awakened?"

To be continued.