That night I went back to the same club and she was nowhere to be found.
The bartender smiled at me and I smiled back saying cheers, I wonder he knows something or to my story would he mound.
I somehow convinced myself maybe I could be right or wrong I might sound.
“Hey Jim, you remember I was talking to this girl last night here?” Yup, he said.
“Do you know who she is? Is she regular?”
He smiled and said don’t get into a mess.
Recommended not to contact her if I have her number. Or stop looking for her.
This made me more curious.
Now I was regular to that club and Jim and other bartenders knew me by name but secretly I was looking for something which was nowhere.
I tried going around where I dropped her but it seems a young couple recently move to that house and no one knows about her.