Anita woke up the next day with a craving. She couldn’t get her mind off of the cigarettes that she had smoked last night. She went into the kitchen, and started making herself some coffee, and sat down to read the paper. Her right hand kept itching, and she couldn’t realize what was wrong. She thought of Robert, and how it was nice to meet a great guy at a bar. Anita drank her coffee, but it didn’t taste right. Something was missing, but what was it. Anita got up found her purse, and reached in and pulled out her Marlboro Lights. She put it in between her lips, and lit up. Anita loved it, and figured that’s what was missing. She took another drag and kept it in her mouth. This was great, and after she was done, she had another. It was Saturday, and Anita had nothing to do. She thought she would just lounge around, and see what was on TV. Anita started watching one of her favorite movies, and grabbed her cigarettes. Her cigarettes, Anita loved thinking that. She smoked, and she smoked until her apartment filled with it. The problem was she had smoked most of the pack last night, and she needed to get more. Anita ran down to the store, and who was there but George. She told him that she would like two packs of Marlboro Lights. As she walked out, turned around, lit up, and asked George what he thought. George stood there dumbfounded, and Anita left with a smoky laughter. Around four o’clock, Anita’s phone rang. She put out her cigarette, and picked up the phone. It was Robert. She couldn’t believe he would call. She hoped, but no one ever called her. He asked if she was free that night, and that he knew a great Italian restaurant downtown. Anita told him she would meet him there at eight.