I want to say what I have to say and then I'll take you wherever you want to go....Yeah, I was shocked that day. I'm an Irish cop from Queens. My father was a cop. All I knew about black people what that they hated me and they made my job hard. We met at Brooklyn Law and everything changed for me. They're right -- love can do that to you. I loved being in love with a girl from the 34. It made me feel anything's possible in this fucking city. I loved our life together -- the school, the subway..walking you home, the two weeks we took in St. Thomas. Whatever that look on my face said to you...that wasn't how I felt. I died a thousand times after that day -- every unanswered phone call...every time you ran away from me on the street -- Every time I looked at your empty chair in class. Then you disappeared, and I've been dying since...a little piece of me every day for six years. All I do is work. I got this new apartment with no furniture in it. I loved you then. I loved you while you were gone. And I love you now. Nancy, I'll do whatever you want.
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