You were arguing with some guy as you both were walking out of the fair grounds along hastings. You crossed the road. I hollered to catch your attention. Casually waved. Nodded my head for you to come my way. You did. We both caught the crowded 95 express bus from the PNE all the way to main. We talked. You told me your name is JESSICA. I told you my name was SHAWN. you said I could call you at work at the Indian Affairs. I did. Your not there?????. Can't stop thinking of you now. Where are you. BLACKJACK '98.