'Who was this woman? Where have I seen her before? For the life of me I have to stop this and just move one like he did.' Driving home all she could vision was him sitting with this woman and no matter how hard she tried to get it out of her head and mind she couldn't.
For the rest of the weekend, all Sandra could do is watch tv or read. Cleaning was impossible but managed to keep it tidy. While trying to keep the weight of her bad foot she hopped around doing what she could.
Monday morning came, she wanted so bad to go inside the coffee shop but knew she couldn't. Instead she went through the drive through as before. This time she didn't look inside. Driving away she tried to keep Dave out of her mind and avoided thinking about him until she got to work.
Parking her car and turning off the ignition she sat back and sipped on her coffee. Seeing the coffee cup bought back memories. There wasn't alot but memories no less and visions of him and that girl. She wanted to cry knowing that because he didn't get his own way he moved on. She will have to find another place to go for coffee or just not go at all anymore.