"Let's finish the toast." Elaine nodded and they headed back out to the lounge room. When they were settled again, Chelsea said, "Well, if you don't w...nt to meet him, I will. I'd park my slippers under his bed anytime." So you think I should?" Elaine could feel herself blushing."Let's see. He likes me. I like him. I've checked up on him and he isn't an axe murderer. And he's hot. Yeah. I'd meet him in a minute." But what if I don't like him?" Then you leave. Jeez, Elaine. You said you'd meet. Anyway. . . . we turned up to this party and I was already slightly stoned. I said happy birthday to my friend and we went straight through to the kitchen to grab some drinks which really wasn't a great idea, as on the way I spotted Jess in the cloakroom kissing another girl. It wasnt a big deal I'd never really seen her before, I noticed how good looking she was but nothing more; I was there with a girlfriend, so was she, no big deal. After about an hour of heavy drinking I was dead on my. “That’s crazy.”“Not at all. It’s a perfectly reasonable solution to a problem. I bet you’ve practiced it yourself,” Jim said.“No way.”Turning so that he was facing Greg, Jim tried to find an example that the other man would understand. It came to him and he said, “You used to drive a VW Bug, didn’t you?”“Yes, the Lady Bug,” Greg answered. Just a simple mention of his old car was sufficient to bring a smile to his face.“You loved that car.”“Sure did.”“It broke down fairly often, didn’t it?”“Well. Smirking noted the time Randall Malloy left each evening and the time of his return in the early morning. He worked a swing shift and was gone each evening between 6 P.M. and 6 A. M. He always waited at the bus stop with his brown bag lunch and read the sports section of the daily paper. He always threw the unread sections of the paper into the trash as he boarded the bus to his place of employment eight miles away.Each morning he arrived on the bus and stopped at the twenty-four hour liquor.
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