6.3 Alienation
Jillian went home after work Monday only long enough to change into her favourite little black dress, fix her makeup, and toss together a few things for the next day into her overnight bag, before she hopped the bus to Gary’s apartment. He let her in, but without a kiss of greeting, or any actual attempt at contact of any kind. Puzzled, she decided he was probably just tired. That was a hard thing to avoid, after working weekends and evenings so much. “Sorry, I didn’t have time to cook anything,” she said apologetically. “I thought maybe we could just…