Book 2 of the Alphabet Series Ask her did she remember his name? She never asked the man who had spent a few hours with her last night what it was. Asking her what color his hair was? She could tell you she kept her room dark. She remember him tripping over her heels that were on the hotel rooms floor. Ask her what color his eyes were? She doesn't know she just prayed they did not see the cuts on her arms. She remembered him leaving mumbling something about going home to see his wife. She wondered how long it would be before he checked wallet or his ring finger. He would find some very important things. All his cash and his ring. She pulled a cigarette from the pack needing it to calm down the thoughts that were continuously replaying in her head. She liked to watch it light slowly. She sat down on the cheap lawn furniture on the balcony. She was naked. Her light complexion shining with the sweat of post sex. Her nipples her from the breeze. She sat down on the lawn chair her legs propped up on the cool medal of the rail. It felt nice to be like Eve.