CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
(part five)
“What did you find out?” Tres asked.
“I talked to a guy who went out with Heather in high school,” Enrique said. “He said she was very sweet, pretty, but a part of this group of girls. He said 
she was more interested in them than anything else.”
“Jake’s wife, Jill, is one of them.”
“Yeah, Jill, Tanesha, Sandy and your Heather. The guy’s girlfriend said she always wanted a billion kids. She wasn’t surprised Heather was pregnant. She was only surprised Heather waited so long to start.”
“Where did you find these people?”
“Church. You should try it sometime,” Enrique said. “I went out to lunch after mass with a group from Machebeuf. They knew Heather and her friends.”
“Did they say anything else?”
“Just that she was a ‘good girl’, ‘nice person’ that kind of thing,” Enrique smiled at Tres. “Not your type at all.”
“What type?”
“Is Blane… I mean, do you think he’s….”
“What?”
“Moved on.”
“He hasn’t dated since you screwed him over,” Tres said. “Burned by love, that’s what I heard.”
“By me,” Enrique said. “I suck.”
“Yes, you do,” Tres said. “Apologies work. I mean, I screwed up with Heather. I apologized to Blane and he was great. She’s not been warm but…. Have you tried saying you’re sorry?”
“He won’t see me,” Enrique said. “Changes his number every time I get it. Won’t look at me if he sees me in public. It’s like I don’t exist.”
“Are you sorry?”
Enrique leaned back to allow the waiter to set their meals down. The waiter returned with more water and poured the rest of their bottle of wine. The men were silent through their interaction with the waiter.
“Sorry?” Tres asked.
“Sorry isn’t exactly it,” Enrique said. “Ashamed, mean, foolish, stupid, cruel, evil, idiot. Pick one. On any given day, I feel all of those things. I destroyed the best person I’ve ever known, for no reason at all. I’ve regretted it every single day, every moment of every single day since then.”
Tres nodded to his brother.
“Jake said that Blane’s working the smoking cessation clinic all next month,” Tres said.
“Jake said…. Why did he tell you that?”
“Why do you think?”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow….