‘All that wrapped up in your head. What a wonder.’ I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t do anything but stare into the furnace of his eyes. Was h... going to continue by saying something about plain packages having surprising contents? Was he going to mention his need to find his girlfriend? Was he looking at me the way I thought he was looking at me? Long, dark lashes descended over his eyes and he glanced up at the bartender. A frown creased his brow, and he closed the tablet. ‘Let’s go somewhere. Right then I wished to rip off the shirt and just take him there, but I had other plans in mind tonight. He enclosed me in a hug, and lightly brushed his lips against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I invited him inside, and he sat on the modern white leather couch framing the living room. I made my way towards him, with a drink in each hand; a whiskey for him, and martini for myself. As a set the drink on the glass table, he grabbed me from behind aggressively and pulled me onto his. The schooling continued, and on the day that Ben died, we had a big win from a horse that had never won before. The old woman that owned that horse decided to retire the old girl after that very race."I always knew that she could do it!" the old woman said.She patted her horse's neck as they stood in the winner's circle. Both she and her 'old girl' went out on a high, and I took that as a sign that better days for the stable were ahead.Over the following months Ben's predictions came true. Lord. I went back inside and opened the bedroom door. She had rolled over and her cute foot was sticking out the side of the bed. Some of the covers hung over her foot. Her lips was curled up and her eyes were still closed. "Hello! Good morning!! Hello!!" I said. There was no response.About 4 days had passed before I heard a noise from my room. It was 5 o'clock and I was cooking dinner. I had just fired up the barbecue out back and fed the dogs. I was just seasoning my steak when I heard a "Hello".