One Last Puff?

It's good to have a woman. One doesn't need to wander, nor do you want to get involved with anyone else. God knows I was faithful to Bonanno. How do I tell Brittany that, as far as "relationships" are concerned, I'm still twenty-five in my mind. That's about where I left off with that fiasco. There's just no protocol for a casual conversation. Too bad.

But it's all too much... for her, I'm sure, and for me. Think I'll let it go. Quit smoking.