She could go to work, sure. What about when she got home? Her whole family seemed to have their life partners. They were happy and had kids. Claire fe...t like an outcast in her own family. She did not think that she was bad looking. She had a figure most woman would kill for, long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and dressed somewhat nice most of the time. As she got up that morning, she was not that enthusiastic about her day. She hated to do interviews. Most of the applicants were either ex cons or. " This is crazy!"I hadn't noticed there was someone standing behind me but I felt another needle jammed, this time into my butt."What the hell?" I shouted. My eyes glistened and I started to cry, "What are you doing? I have a plane to catch."The woman shrieked, "You needn't worry! You'll make that plane." We know your expertise," she said, "We are not asking you for your help. We are telling you that you will do as we say or you will die."I nodded, assuming she was a spy who had somehow learned. I smiled at him. “I’ll always love you. You are my big brother.” “So you don’t want to marry me anymore? I came all the way back here to see if you wanted to run off and get married and you don’t even love me anymore.” I knew he was joking, but I couldn’t help but notice the seriousness behind it all. Was he really being serious about this? “I’m not allowed to love you like that remember? Besides, I’m just a little girl remember.” Tom walked over to me and grabbed my shoulder and turned me. Olivia couldn’t help but to notice how muscular both, Trey and David were. Trey obviously hadn’t stopped working out, even after football. And David, a lifeguard during the summer, had a swimmer’s body that she pressed against every forceful turn. She watched Trey’s powerful, inked arms crank the wheel. With the momentum built up and the steering looking easier, Olivia decided to give it a go. “Can I try?” “Of course!” Trey let go. Olivia grabbed the wheel and it wasn’t quite as easy as Trey.