NINETEEN

He was back to being with his lonely self again.

Thaddeus slumped down on the couch with all the buoyant air he’d carried earlier now dissipated from him.  His head lolled between his shoulders and his arms felt lifeless resting across his thighs.  He felt like a boxer who’s suffered his worst night getting KO’ed in the first round.  He recalled the way she had looked at him before she left; the coldness in her voice when she talked about mailing him his check later.  That one hurt more than anything, which was an absolute surprise to Thad.  He had been through a number of breakups, some barely lasting a week let alone a day.  He usually preferred one-night stands to anything daring to enclose him in what might transpire into a relationship.  Except this one felt deep and personal.  If only he could find the bastard that leaked the news of her son’s kidnapping to the press, he’d sure love to s