"Okay. I guess your people want the Q and A on this, but I'm going to need you to come by and sign a statement." Sure," I agreed."Tomorrow afternoon m...ybe," the detective said. "I'll give you a call." You have my number," I said absently, watching a black Ford with government plates pull into the lot. That would be someone from the Service and I'd be looking at a long night trying to explain why I'd felt it necessary to kill two men."Yeah." He was looking at me and not in a professional way.. Was that such a tall order? Were classy ladies so rare these days? I’d always believed in signs, not from God per se but in love ones passed. If a nice woman could come along and gave me some sort of sign I’d be happy. I wasn’t even sure what kind of sign I wanted but I would know it when I saw it. I said a silent prayer to my passed mother ‘Please send a woman my way, a good girl to help. I’m so lost and alone. Please, please watch over me this one last time.’ Feeling mildly choked up from the. Harry and Ginny spent some time dancing together before joining in with a drinking game that Ron, Hermione, Galvin and some other people were playing. Harry didn't really understand the game he was playing, but he loved downing the drinks each time he lost. As they all started getting steadily drunk they began to play truth or dare. Ron was up first and picked dare. The Quidditch lads instantly put their heads together to plan a dare for him.'Okay Ron.' Galvin explained. 'You have to strip. I was in the top five percent of my class. I easily found employment in the local finance office. I figured I needed some experience before going on my own.That's where I met my girlfriend Christine. Of course everyone called her Chrissy. She just graduated from high school and was working at the local K-Mart till the fall when she was going to go to nursing school. She was a sweet young thing and was definitely easy on the eyes. I was twenty-four and she was nineteen.I had gotten my own little.