I certainly didn't envy my sister and her husband throughout this ordeal, but they carried on stoically until the line was gone. This was the cue for ...he limousine to arrive and whisk them away to the reception hall. The limo was an especially nice one - not the usual Lincoln or Caddy. Instead, Amanda and Paul got to travel in a white Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud with gold trim. I was impressed, even though I knew it hadn't cost my dad that much more than a more conventional limo. Still, there is. Several hours later, I was back home in my small apartment, trying to relax but unable to stop thinking about the strange book and the people who were after it. I would have given the book a thorough examination if I'd been able, but I'd left it back at the shop so that wasn't an option. "Maybe I should have brought it home with me," I thought aloud, suddenly paranoid that one of those people might break into he store and steal it. At the same time, I realized that Mr. Birch would definitely. I thought to myself, "How will Mrs. G. handle me being in her class after I had fucked her silly three times this morning. Maybe I should try to test her affections towards me?"In my Spanish class I was often paired up with Claire Woods, a beautiful if not all too smart student. A classic cheerleader with blond hair, a slim athletic build and a tight ass. I had already been there and hit that, so she no longer held any attraction to me. But I decided to flirt with her in class, so I could. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother’s house many years ago and heard the wind and saw the empty trees. It had made him cry, without a reason. And a little of that sadness returned each year to him. It always went away with spring.But, it was a little different tonight. There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years.There would be no spring. (“The October Game”)”{r}Ray Bradbury, Long After MidnightMonday, October 1stDuring the night, James Bong.