"odd". She said, as her eyes looked away, watching the people that are plastered upon the walls of the restaurant. She can't keep her eyes on me anymore, not like the olden days. I guess that's how some things go though right, when you finally make it to the top of the that hill, there is nowhere else to go but down. But the funny thing is, I have never been that person ( while rolling down that hill) to think to just firmly once more plant my feet, get up, an walk back." Oh!". I say." An what is that?". She looks over now, with her eyes deeply ensconced in thought, an says." Nothing, nothing at all".