A sick feeling came over me.
Like when I would take my 10 pm run.
Past the Dunkin Donuts and the Brown's Chicken.
"Why me?" She'd ask.
"Because, you got picked." I'd reply.
"Don't walk away," she said to him through bloodshot eyes.
"I just don't believe anymore, that it can be done," he said.
She cried.
He walked away.