Jerry drove along West 85th Street, unable to get her out of his mind. Kramer had been right; the movie had been good for him-and Elaine. She seemed so distant and a little sad lately. He wanted to talk to her about it, but he didn't know what to say.
Who knows what would have happened if that damn cop hadn't interrupted them in the car. He found himself smiling at the thought.
So why was she so distracted? When they were a couple, they talked about everything; her dreams of someday working at a publishing company, and Jerry's fears of finding success in comedy. Getting on stage in front of strangers used to terrify him; that is, until he met Elaine. Eventually she began coming to his shows. And the laughs were louder and came more often.
He shrugged it off. It had to be a coincidence. Everything just fell into place at the right time. He had a beautiful girlfriend and his career was taking off. Suddenly he had more confidence then he ever imagined. Could it be that Elaine was responsible for his success?
His mind drifted back to the present. Elaine sounded so upset in the car; like she had something important to tell him. Damn that cop! Jerry had an urge to file a complaint with the NYPD. No. that's no good. He'd be sent back to prison for sure.
Still, Elaine opened up to him so rarely these days. She had mentioned David Puddy. In truth, Jerry never really liked them as a couple. David was too lost in his own world (the Wide World of Sports that is) that he never seemed to give Elaine the attention she needed. No, make that deserved. Couldn't David see how beautiful Elaine really was?
He pulled into the parking spot in front of his building and shut off the engine. Who was he kidding? If Jerry had really loved Elaine, they would have never broken up. So what happened?
As he turned the key and opened his front door, he still didn't have the answer.