evelyn sits by the elevator doors it s been 37 years since james died on st patrick s day in 1964 she could not hold it against him there were times when there was nothing she could do but lie in bed all day beside a picture of them together a picture of better days and just like james i ll be drinking irish tonight and the memory of his last work week will be gone forever evelyn i m not coming home tonight if we re never together if i m never back again well i swear to god that i ll love you forever evelyn i m not coming home tonight in all the years that went by she said she d always love him and from the day that he died she never loved again and in his wallet she kept on her nightstand an aa card and a lock of red hair kept secrets of pride locked so tight in her heart it killed a part of her before the rest was gone  she said if i would have known just how things would have ended up i just would have let myself die and just like james i m drinking irish tonight and the memory of his last work week will be gone forever evelyn i m not coming home tonight if we re never together if i m never back again well i swear to god that i ll love you forever evelyn i m not coming home tonight10