Making Up for Lost Time

He looked at the DVD case. It meant nothing to him; neither did food, or money, or music. Apathy was setting in rapidly. The one thing he had thought he had licked. Or was that contentment...? He couldn't be sure. 

The brisk air froze as he breathed out. He could feel ice prickling on his nose. Shoving the now meaningless video case back into his bag he pressed on into the night. It HAD to be around here somewhere! But WHERE??? Everything looked so different at night, it was infuriating! Finding the place in day light had been hard enough... he had even walked by it once not even knowing that it was there! Now where...... 

Green street; there it was. Hang a right, and another right. More darkness, but he could make out a small figure perched upon a bench.

"Hello," a equally small voice whispered.

"Dammit, I missed you!" There was a visible change in his countenance; as if an enormous burden had been lifted from his shoulders. 

"You should talk! I thought I was going to pull my hair out!"

"That would be kinda messy..."

She gave him a playful bop on the nose. "Oh, hush!"

There was a pause for a few moments... then she resumed her train of thought. "It was the little things, you know, like first when I wanted a jar of peanut butter and it was on the top shelf, and I couldn't reach it!" She stopped again, sniffed... "I.... I started crying. Stupid, huh?"

He didn't say anything; but sat down and wrapped his arm around her and held her for all he was worth. "I'm taking you with me next time, OK?"

*sniff* "You had better!" Then a laugh, "Oh, come 'ere!" 

Rain started coming down in soft droplets upon their heads... they didn't notice. They were making up for lost time.