''Everyone likes attention, it's just a fact'' Dor said to me in his calm, tranquil voice. As we drove down 16th street approaching my apartment, I recalled the previous evening and the tension that had built up that week. I closed my eyes and pictured myself sitting on his bed watching him pack his bag, he was leaving the next morning. For a couple of moments I let my mind wander to what could have happened that evening, had I stayed. The cab stopped at my door and I carried my bags upstairs and went straight to my room.
I laid in my bed, read the message once more.
