Jake and Brett

"Oh Jake," Brett said," we could have had such a damned good time together." Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me. "Yes," I said, "Isn’t' it pretty to think so?"(Hemingway 250)

I had to take into perspective what she had said and figure out the truth. Maybe it would’ve been great but I never would’ve been truly happy with her. We both have different values; she doesn’t care about maintaining relationships but rather having physical endeavors, something she can’t have with me. She is just trying to use me even though she knows she doesn’t want somebody like me. At this point I knew I didn’t want to be with her, I did not love her. It was supposed to be a perfect dream with a happy ending, but it is all slipping away now. I am just one of those man that Brett keeps going after. I moved my shoulder from off her cold, heartless body and said, “No.”