To my delight, before I returned from the hardware store, David managed to pull himself free from Frank's firm grasp and walk the short distance back to his apartment for a much needed shower. He felt a little empty inside about the whole Amy situation, but he was glad to have more input on his decision. He hadn't fully decided about Frank's input yet but he was certainly glad for Miss Donna's advice. Frank's probably right though, thought David just as he exited the shower and reached for his towel.
As he wiped the fog from the mirror and looked directly into his own eyes he ran over the circumstances of his three meetings with Amy. Slowly he remembered the pool, the dinner, the club; he had dripped dry by the time he snapped back to reality.
Miss Donna is a nice person, David thought. Frank's nice deep down, but well, not so nice on the surface; but that doesn't make him wrong about Amy and I have to say he's probably right.
The decision was made. Now David would just have to fully break it to himself, then he can work up the nerve to break it to Amy, if she'll even care. David doubted that Amy cared that much about him really, beyond his usefulness in supplying expensive whiskey to her and her friends. If he was right about her then the ending of the "Amy situation" would be fairly easy. If he was wrong then he will probably know right away. Tears are hard to deal with for David.
If Amy starts crying when I tell her we need to, well not see each other, then I don't know what I'll do, thought David. Not being remotely ready to deal with the risk of crying from such pretty eyes, David decided to put off the final ending for a while; procrastination, yet another available fruit for the young.