I don't really get the whole idea of not being able to go somewhere because someone you loved used to be there, but then I also don't have any real experience in the someone you loved department. I still pine over Wes from day to day, but I'm not sure what that was. Affection? Attachment? Something deeper? I guess I won't find out.

"You have a cat?" I ask with a laugh as I crouch down and hold my hand out. "I figured you'd be a dog person."