Fred Jones Entry: What I Saw

I am a widower, and sometimes I need to let off some steam.  I don't do it often, but it was raining; I was depressed. I decided to go to the club. There is a dancer there I like, Candy. She probably never noticed me - though she did, last night - my fault, I was drunk and obnoxious towards her.  I just wanted her to be with me.  So, I waited for her to leave. I followed her as she walked in the rain.  I kept asking her to keep me company.  I saw a figure appear behind her. She turned around to tell me off, and then she turned around and Oh, God! I can't bear to remember.