And so begins part two. This chapter takes place two weeks after the first part.

I'm in a good mood today. An extremely good mood. Helga and Arnold had a nice sit down a couple days after their anniversary. They talked a lot and they decided that it was time to end it. Enough of the unfaithfulness and enough of the pain. It was just time for both of them to move on. There were tears but it's for the best. Helga is already looking worlds better. She said Arnold left yesterday for California to go visit Lila.

Now that was a name I hadn't heard in a while. Lila left town after graduation was over. I knew vaguely that she and Arnold kept in touch but nothing more than that. Apparently she's got a job waiting for him there as a newspaper columnist with the newspaper that she's in charge of. Sure is a step up from the job he had here working in the Deli.

I'm going to take Helga on a road trip. We both need out of this town for a while and a road trip is just the ticket. I have vacation time coming up and Helga's fixing to quit her waitress job anyways so it's the perfect time. However that's not until Friday and today's Wednesday which means I'm walking in to the main entrance of Regal Enterprises.

I don't mind working here, and the fact that Curly and Harold work here too makes it more entertaining. Sorting and delivering mail isn't all it's cracked up to be, but I think it because we get to read it. Unless it looks personal, our eyes see everything. Our as in Curly and I. Though Harold was hanging around here so often that Rhonda managed to get him an overseer position in the mail room to replace the office job. Harold says he likes it better because he doesn't have to wear those stuffy suit jackets.

I punch in and head down to the mail room where Curly is already going through the morning mail while talking with Harold, who is writing down some things on a clipboard. "Morning guys."

"Hey" They both say and look up at me with smiles. I go over to my station next to Curly and start to go through some mail. We talk about this and that, and mostly about what's been going on with Arnold, Helga, Phoebe, and Gerald. It's one hell of a mess but at least part of it is cleaned up. I feel bad for Gerald in a way, it's just…none of us ever thought Phoebe could be so cruel or even think about cheating on Gerald. Then to just up and leave without even giving a chance to sort it all out? It's truly a saddening thought.

Usually at lunch time Curly and I walk down to the Luigi's Pizza or the sub shop but today Curly was scheduled to do mail delivery so his lunch hour was going to be later then Harold and I. "I know a great sandwich place, it's only a 15 minute drive, we'll take my car." Harold says and so I agree. It's not often we eat with Harold and even less often when just him and I eat. It's not that we don't like him or vise versa because we do.

It's just that Curly and I had our routine before he came and he has other buddies he usually eats with. Either way I know lunch will be good because despite the fact Harold's lost a lot of weight, he still knows the best places to get the best food.

We fall in to a comfortable silence as we drive along. As we're coming up to a red light it changes to green so Harold, naturally, just keeps going. I hear a loud, blaring horn sound and look over. Neither of us has time to do anything as the semi-truck smacks right in to us from Harold's side. My head bangs against the dashboard and the world goes black.