#Chapter 62: Strained Connections and Unforeseen Distances

ARTHUR When Doris left, I felt like she took my heart with her. I stared at the door she had closed, not gently, but not loudly either. Wondering how I had gone from being on top of the world to feeling like my whole world was falling apart. I drank a scotch, and I slammed the glass down on my expensive bar table. "Dammit," I said to myself. "This is Doris’s fault, not mine. Why do I feel guilty?" I still held a hand wrapped around the glass in a death grip. If I squeezed it any tighter, the glass would probably shatter. I ran on the treadmill for five minutes, took a cold shower, and went to bed early. There was nothing else I could do tonight. DORIS I asked Nina if she was available to meet. She suggested we walk and talk because she wanted to make sure she was in the best shape possible for her flirtatious plan with Nathan. As soon as we met up, I started talking and talking. "So that’s what happened," I said. "We had a big fight. I overreacted. I stormed o