Back home from camp, Marc was ready to take on the world. He always felt that way when he was in a spiritual place. As soon as baseball season started, he’d go to Yankee Stadium.

He pulled out his iPhone and texted Alana, “Wanna try Clarke’s again?”

He was hoping they’d settle their issues via conversation, a Stella and either fish and chips or a burger. Food choice was based on how they felt about religion at the moment.

Meanwhile, Alana was running. She was in a bad mood. She saw some little kids fighting. But decided to let them be. They were only kids. No need to get involved. Her phone played, “Love will tear us apart”. She whipped it out of her pocket. That was Marc’s ringtone. She read his message. She quickly typed, “Tonight, 7:30 p.m. Alone. Or else.”

She continued her run. She went home showered and jumped on the train to meet Marc.