Bill and Amber
Conclusion

Amber's right leg was stiff from the half crouched position she had been laying in. She slowly opened her eye lids. The dried tears formed a cloud over her eyes and it looked like she was seeing everything through a thin head covering. The planetary house had an almost eerie impression to it. Everything was dark, discharge, lifeless. Amber remembered seeing handbill driving away. She knew it was useless but she had to try."bill,"she yelled out,"broadsheet, please answer me, please Bill, I need you, delight, oh God, please do me."Her voice trailed off and she began to sob knowing her posting was not there to answer her.

amber had been all over the world in lonely hotel and motel elbow room, away from her friends and sept most of her lifespan, but never had she felt so alone as she did then. She turned and braced her vertebral column against the wall, lifted her articulatio genus to her cubitus and put her look in her hands. She couldn't think. She needed to think. Somehow there had to be a way to fix this. Bill loves her, she had no doubt of that, and she knew how practically she loved banker's bill. honey conquers all…right ? I'll find him, I'll explain, he has to take me back. He just has to !

Amber jumped up and headed to the shower. She had to look her best when she found Bill, she would do whatever she had to, to get her man back…anything !

gold had no concept of the time when she stepped out of the shower. amber's beauty was about as natural as it could be. She required very footling makeup, but did what she needed, to seem as beautiful as she possibly could.
She picked up her jail cell phone to learn the time. She was shocked to read it was one 30 five in the sunrise. She knew there wouldn't be any, but she checked for voice mails from Bill…nothing. She didn't precaution what fourth dimension it was, she walked out to her car and started her search.

broadsheet was still tossing and turning, trying to get some factual nap. He could see a lilliputian illumination coming from the windows and reached over to check the time on the motel's desk clock…six a.m.

He had left word for a seven a.m. inflame up call but there was no indigence to expect for it, he hadn't gotten any substantial sleep up till now, it was silly to think he would get any with-in the adjacent hour.

flyer stepped into the exhibitioner and tried to mentally set up his travel plan for the day. Bill knew what he had to do. He really had no choice anymore. He would call into work and withdraw the day off, something he hadn't done since he first started there over ten years ago. He would call in an attorney and bulge out divorcement minutes. Amber had given up her modeling calling when they got married so he would have trusted she got the bulk of the assets.

On the way out to an all night eating house, neb stopped in at the motel power and cancelled his wake up call. He went down the street and sat at the counter. He was trying, desperately to hold it together. He didn't want to let on down in front of the total restaurant. He sat there for awhile, nibbling on his eggs and pancakes, just staring into space. He didn't even hear the waitress ask him if he wanted more burnt umber so she just filled his cup with a shrug of her berm.

notice thought back to all the pain he had experienced over the years knowing Amber had been cheating on him ; he also thought about his love for her and all the dandy, great times they had together. Was it worth the pain, he asked himself ? You bet it was ! Would he ever do it again…hell no ! Never again ! From this point forward he knew he would never roll in the hay another cleaning lady. He wouldn't give himself a chance to. Even if he tried it would never work. He would compare every woman he met to Amber. There wasn't a woman in the universe that would measure up, at least as far as he was concerned.

Bill took a cup of java to go and drove back to the motel room. It was sentence to get going matter rolling. He had turned his cell phone off when he left the house. There was no way he could tattle to gold right now and he knew she would be trying to call him, so he used the earpiece in his room. The first call would be to the company. His boss, he thought, wasn't going to believe this. Mr. Anderson, or as Bill now called him, Ed, and he had become pretty close acquaintance over the years. Ed had been Bill's boss from the first day he worked there. Together, mostly from Bill's extraordinary efforts, they rose through the bodied membership together. Ed appreciated nib and gave him whatever he needed to bring home the bacon. card appreciated the latitude.

Bill's secretary, Anne, answered the phone."Bill Meyer's office."

"Hi Anne, it's me."

"Mr. Meyers,"her voice sounding concerned that he wasn't in the office yet."Is everything okeh ?"

"Not really Anne, but it's aught I can go into right now. Can you put me through to Mr. Maxwell Anderson, please."

"Sure, Mr. Meyers, I'll put you through right now. I hope you're alright."

"Thanks Anne, I'll be okay."

Mr. Carl Anderson picked up on the first ring."notice,"he said with a question in his voice,"what's wrong, are you okay ?"

"well, I'll be okay but I need some time off, Ed."

"Ah, Of form note but delight, what's wrong ? Is there anything I can do ?"

"amber and I are having trouble, Ed. I'm going to lodge for divorce."

There was a brief silence, note knew Ed was having problem digesting what he just said. Everyone who knew them thought they were the consummate twosome."Bill,"Ed finally said,"I'm so sorry to hear that. It's actually hard to believe, Bill. Are you for certain divorce is the right matter to do, what ever it is, it can't be patched up ?"

"Ed, to tell you the truth I'm not sure about much of anything right now, but I just don't see anyway out of it. I wish I did. Ed, is there anyone in our incorporated law firm that also deals with divorce ?"

"Ah…ye…yeah, I…ah, I think so,"he was just so traumatise, he couldn't believe visor was sober."Let me get you their number a minute, afford me a second."

A few indorsement later Ed gave peak the turn of the law firm his companionship had been using for class. Bill wrote it down on the gratuitous scratch pad supplied by the motel."Thanks Ed."

"Yeah, of course Bill, no problem. Listen Bill, I know it's hard to believe but we can get along her without you, for a few days anyway, you take as long as you need. Damn ! I hope you hombre can turn this out though, you and Amber just seem like you belong together."

"Thanks Ed,"card said with a sigh,"I just don't think that's going to happen."With that Bill said good-by and dialed the law firm's telephone number. He explained the berth and told the attorney he wanted to file under irreconcilable differences and he wanted to give gold the house, all the furniture, her car, and nearly of the money. The attorney told him it wouldn't be a problem and as long as she didn't fight it, things should go through quickly. Mr. baker, his attorney, gave throwaway an appointment for the following day so they could get together and hash out the item. He said Amber would probably be served with the papers by the end of the week already. In the mean time, he told bill, to go to the cant and take out half of the savings and half of the checking, then open account in another bank under his name only. After that he should hollo the local newspaper and run an ad stating he was no longer responsible for Amber's debts.

Everything was moving so fast. card hadn't even had time to really ponder what life will be like without amber. As he tried to picture his sprightliness without her he broke down again and started to cry. He laid on the starched sheets of his motel bed and bawled like a baby.

An minute had passed. Between the want of sleep and his tears, note felt like he had been hit with a truck. He still had to get to the bank. Before he left he found the identification number of the local newsprint and ran the ad. He then headed for the bank.

After doing what he had to do, bill went down town and just started to wander around. It had been awhile since he had been in the loop. He remembered he used to go to the show to preserve his judgment off gold when she was still working so he thought he'd yield it a try. He found a movie that sounded interesting, got some Zea mays everta and went in. It didn't work. He just sat there thinking about gold and what he was going to do without her. He finally got up and left in the centre of the show.

He wandered around some more than until he realized he was hungry. He still hadn't turned his cell phone back on yet, in fact, he realized he had left it on the desk in his room. It didn't really matter. It looked like it was starting to get shadow already and he hadn't eaten since breakfast.

poster needed something beside a hamburger. He looked around and found a situation that offered a full steak. He ordered a beer to go with it and took his time. blaze, he didn't have anything else to do.

By the clip he got back to the motel it was ten p.m. He sat and watched the news on TV before going to bed. He hoped he would be capable to get some rest. He was absolutely exhausted. He laid for awhile with an occasional tear running down his buttock. Tomorrow he had to predict Amber, he didn't want her to get blindsided by the divorce composition was his finally thought before drifting off to slumber.

broadside was wakened by a knocking on the door. At low he thought it must be the door to the next way, but no, there it was again and it was definitely his door. Still a little groggy, he looked at the clock. What the sin ? It was just past three in the break of the day, who the hell could be knocking on his door at this hour ? Then he heard her voice."Bill, please let me in, please."It was Amber.

Bill jumped out of bed and just through on his trousers with no underwear."Just a minute Amber,"he yelled as he grabbed his shirt. He opened the threshold. There she stood, looking up at him. She was different. She didn't facial expression like the self-confident, main fashion model he always knew, she looked scared, vulnerable.

"May I come in ?"she asked in a tractor trailer hoarse interpreter.

"Yeah, surely, of course, come on in,"Federal Reserve note said in a voice that expressed his jounce."How the Hades did you find me ?"he asked.

Amber slowly walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down."I've been driving around searching for your car in every hotel and motel parking lot I could find,"she said.

"You have to be kidding me."

"No, I'm not kidding. I left the house about one thirty yesterday break of day and I've been driving around ever since. I waited for you in the company parking lot for awhile, but you didn't go in to run. So I just kept driving until I saw your car. I haven't eaten, I haven't slept. I had to recover you, banknote. I had to talk to you. I know you, I know you're planning to entrust me, but you can't handbill, you just can ‘ t. I would die with out you. I will just die."

She broke down and started to cry uncontrollably. Bill ran over to the bed and sat down next to her. He put his arm around her and tried to console her, he couldn't stand to see the woman he loved in so much pain sensation. amber laid her head on his chest and held on to him. He held her tightly and let her cry herself out.

After awhile Amber's sobbing started to subside."How long have you known ?"she asked.

"Since capital of France,"pecker answered.

amber's head jerked upwardly. She looked at measure with a shocked face."genus Paris,"she exclaimed,"but I haven't been to capital of France since before we were married."

"Yeah, I know,"said Bill sadly. He rubbed her shoulder trying to still comfort her as much as possible.

"Oh my God, honey, you've known all this time, I've been hurting you all these years. Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."Just starting to realize the infliction she had put him through, Amber started to cry again.

It had only been the last few months Amber thought that Bill was getting wary, she didn't understand how he could experience known all this metre."How ?"she asked between dickhead,"how could you possibly know about capital of France ?"

Even after ten old age, the call he received back then was still very vivid in his mind."Your boy friend called me,"he said,"some guy called me and held the telephone set up so I could hear water running, then said you needed a shower because he had been fucking you all night."

amber was horrified. She had no idea Jon Saul had done that and never realized how cruel he was until just now."Oh my God,"she said,"I never knew. I'm so sorry beloved, you never said anything, I didn't know."

"I know,"Bill said,"I was going to say something. When I picked you up at the airdrome that day. I had a whole speech all prepare ; I was going to ask you right out if it was true. Then you came running and hugged and kissed me and somehow it just didn't seem important anymore."He smiled slightly as he remembered their reunion that day.

"I was trying to win over myself the song came from a jealous model who had her boyfriend Call,"Bill said."But then I saw you with another guy after we were married and I knew the call from Paris was for real."

gold was shocked to take heed Bill had seen her with someone. She had always been so very thrifty. No one, absolutely no one except Judy ever knew she was having amour."You saw me ?"she asked."where, when ?"

"It was about six months after we were married,"said billhook."I had a dejeuner date to go over some software applications with a client but he had left the paperwork in his way. So, after tiffin we went back to his hotel and went up to his room to get it. Just as our lift doors were closing the elevator door were opening across the lobby. I saw you walking out ; there was also a man in the elevator with you. I almost yelled to you and waved, then I saw you turn and kiss the guy. I almost threw up right there. That was at the Marriott down town.

Amber listened in horror. That was Steve she was with. All these geezerhood she thought, what Bill didn't know would never pain him. That was something she never wanted to do, offend eyeshade, and here that's all she did for years, hurt the man she loved.

Since Bill walked out Amber thought, if she could just let the cat out of the bag to him she could smooth everything over, but now, knowing what she now knows, reconciliation was looking more and more like a substantial long dig. She straightened up and looked at him. She wondered why he stayed with her all those eld. Now, when she looked into his heart, she could see the geezerhood of pain she had caused. Suddenly she felt despicable of any joy ever again in her living, she certainly knew she was unworthy of the man sitting beside her. She accepted the inevitable. Even though she knew the affairs were over, she knew she had to let him go. There was no reasonableness for him to ever trust her and the last-place affair she wanted now was to wound him ever again."Could you just take me honey, can we just cuddle one more meter ?"she asked.

He smiled. They laid down on the bed wrapped in each others arms and went to sleep.

The next day billhook and amber would plowshare their last meal together, breakfast at the little dinner down the street from the motel. They had each accepted their fate. amber asked if she could ask him a enquiry."Why did you stick to with me all these eld ?"she asked.

Bill smiled,"because I love you, Amber, I love you more than life itself. Because, in spite of knowing you were with other men once in awhile, you always came back to me. I know a lot of guys would forebode that being a crybaby, and I guess they would be right, but some things in life just aren't that easy, that black and white. Yeah, I was hurt…more than once that's for sure as shooting, but my beloved for you and the good multiplication we had together Sir Thomas More than out balanced the pain."posting looked into her gorgeous optic,"honey, I wouldn't trade the last ten years with you for anything on earth."

That was the cobbler's last time Bill and gold saw each early. Julia, amber's acquaintance from the mould means eld ago, had started her own agency. When she heard about Amber's situation she offered Amber a job as a involvement lining up jobs for the new framework. The just hindrance was, Amber had to move to New York.

Bill threw himself into his employment and was instrumental in landing some of the braggy accounts the company had ever seen.

Years later the long, still shapely leg of a former fashion model clicked down an upper Manhattan pavement in her four inch high heel. As she passed by a news stand something caught her eye. There, on the front end page of the bulwark Street journal, was a picture of measure Meyers, a little gray around the temple maybe, but otherwise looking the Same."broadsheet Meyers,"read the newspaper headline,"named C.E.O."gold smiled while, at the like time, a rip ran down her cheek.

She threw some money at the attendant and grabbed as many newspaper as she could sway. She hurried to her office where she could sit down and scan the sleep of the article. She was sad to understand that Bill Meyers, a resident of Michigan, Prairie State, was divorced and was now a confirmed bachelor. She had hoped that he really would detect a cleaning woman who deserved him.

Amber sent him a telegram congratulating him and said she would love to get dinner party with him if he ever got up to New York, but he never did .