Anton had the same job in the new city he’d had in the Old. Only in this city he lived in a cheap furnished studio, not his own house. In this city he had no family. He had no family. In this city all he had were a few co-workers.
He shared nothing about himself with them, rarely attending office functions, leaving early. Occasionally he’d see his co-workers at lunch, or a bar after work. He’d greet them, exchange words, but never let them close.
He filled his days following sports, reading, playing games on line, going to a movie now and then, maybe a cultural presentation.
He lived as if he’d died at the divorce.
He kept telling himself to try to make a new life, but he didn’t really want one. He wanted his old life back.
His old life, before Poison Candy.
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Memories often hold us back, will this character oevercome?
Poison Candy is not done with her marriage wrecking