A tall slender man in a dark suit paced up and down the room stopping every few minutes to check his watch. Then he would pace some more. He was a handsome man that smiled frequently with a gap in his teeth. Something that he had neglected to take care of once he was on his way in his chosen field. He had just been offered the head of the Chemistry department at Peach Creek University commencing with the fall semester. He had turned in his resignation and terminated his position at another university at the end of the spring semester. Now he was enjoying a vacation in his former hometown. He was going to the ten-year reunion of his graduating class. He had lost touch with so many in the intervening years.

He stopped pacing and looked towards the bathroom door. "Would you hurry up we are going to be late."

"I'll be ready when I am ready. Why don't you clean something? Or else go on ahead and I will meet you there. I do know where the place is I lived here most of my life as well."

"It would just look so much more appropriate if we arrived together. We've been married now for almost ten years."

"Why, for the last five you haven't even noticed if I am around or not. You have your head stuck in that lab or are grading papers. You never take me out or even just sit and talk with me. I don't think you ever loved me as much as I loved you."

"I married you didn't I?"

"I think you only married me because I asked you to and you were afraid of me."

"Let's not rehash that old argument. I've given you pretty much everything you could want. You live in luxury, drive an expensive car. You have an extensive wardrobe and it's the most up to date fashion-wise. What more could you want."

"I want your love Eddward, that's all I really ever wanted. You only married me to hide who you really are. I can count on one hand the times we've made love. You are still stuck on that ridiculous high school romance you had. Give it up Eddward it's all in the past. It's over and done with. You have both moved on."

"I've told you I find sex to be so messy. You know I like cleanliness and detest things being messy. And, as far as past romances I've also told you that I don't wish to discuss that now or ever."

"That's your problem Eddward, you won't talk about it and give yourself closure. You keep everything bottled up inside yourself. If you would talk about it maybe you could let go and finally be mine."

The dark-haired man turned and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him. The curvacious blue-haired woman turned and looked at herself in the mirror above the dresser. Her blue hair was done in the latest cut. In her ears were dangling diamond earrings that sparkled with every reflection of the light. Around her neck was another string of diamonds. Her dress was a short black dress with reflective stones woven into the material. Yes, she had all she could want in material things but the one thing she wanted most was not hers and she didn't know how to get it. It was locked away inside her husband and he wasn't letting it go. Lately, she was beginning to wonder if she actually wanted it anymore.

When she walked into the sitting room of their suite her husband was sitting looking out the window. He seemed to be deep in thought and hadn't noticed when she entered the room. "Stop moping and let's go."

The black-haired man turned and looked at her. "For your information, I wasn't moping. I was making plans for our future here in Peach Creek. We will discuss it later. Let's go." He said taking his wife by the arm and escorting her through the outer door and down the hall to the elevators. The ride down to the main lobby of Peach Creek's premier hotel was a quiet one. Neither tried to break the silence between them. When they reached the opulent lobby the doors opened and they hurried towards the double doors on their left where a large placard announced their ten-year school reunion. As they neared the registration table set just inside the doors of the room a short stocky man with dark hair approached and said rather loudly, "Sockhead it's good to see you after all these years, why haven't we kept in touch? Oh, hello Marie good to see you again. Lee's around here somewhere I'm sure she is dying to tell you about her latest off-Broadway play."

"Eddy, how are you old friend? It has been a while since we last spoke. You will have to forgive me, I have been so busy with my experiments and writing my books that I have lost track of most everyone."

"How many books you have out now?"

"With the one that's coming out later this fall, it will be ten all total."

"I didn't know you wrote that many science books Edd."

"Some are textbooks but quite a few are science fiction. I enjoy writing those. I have even collaborated on a few stories with Ed on his graphic novels."

"Yeah, Lumpy told me about that. I hear you are taking a place teaching at PCU."

"Not teaching, Eddy, although I may dabble with a class or two on occasion. I am the new head of the chemistry department. So who else is in town?"

"Well there's me of course, I just bought out another car dealership, I now have franchises with all of the domestic cars and several German and Japanese car companies. Johnny has a construction company that his wife's father gave him. Sarah is a fashion designer along with Jimmy. She's sorta pissed that Jimmy is on his third husband and soon to be in divorce court yet again. Ed and May are living between here and New York as you know."

"What about Kevin and Nazz are they here?"

"You still interested in him after all these years. I figured by now you had gotten over your little high school affair with Jerk head."

"Why does everyone keep dragging that up. It was hardly an affair. We only went on one date."

"Just what did happen that night, Sockhead?"

"I do not wish to talk about it, Eddy. The details wouldn't interest you in the least."

"I think they would, you two had eyes for each other all through high school. Then you go on one date the then whammo you both get married and go off to college."

"I don't want to talk about it, Eddy. Let's get a drink from the bar and find a different subject to talk about."

"Ok, sockhead. We won't talk about shovel chin. I will take you up on that drink."