<br/>“ That I can do. “  He slammed the door hard after him. Every time he did this it sounded as if the house would fall in on the two of them. He sat on the front steps  thinking about the fight. There really had to be something he could do to make this easier on him. He hoped that soon the two of them would stop  talking he would “move in with someone” and she would not have to worry about him her hate would grow… no that would not work. He knew she still loved him no mater how much they fought and giving her time to let everything settle would only make her remember how much she cared.<br/>He lit up a smoke once more and took a deep drag.  The smoke pored out of his lungs and danced in the air in front of him as  he exhaled.<br/><br/>