Where are my manners? I'm Emma GraveI. I own a revival movie house in San Francisco. I try to play themed movies during the holidays. Christmas and Ha...loween are easy. As is Groundhog Day. But Easter is tough. Religious movies are not my forte. The only line I even know from an Easter movie is, "Jesus, I am your Father," delivered from on high by James Earl Jones. I was going out of town, so I delegated film selection to my two fellow movie buffs, Vanessa and Shannon. I'm sure, between them,. “Kinda” I said. “Nah, you’ll be alright Andrews, just bat them big blue eyes at them.” He had been flirting a whole lot more since he found out I broke up with my boyfriend last month. Craig! He sucks up to Gordon so much it isn’t even funny, last thing I needed was another cuddler in bed. I had judged him wrong, cos he was always smiling and being friendly. I didn’t need a friend, I needed a monster. Should’ve been careful what I wished for. After college ended I had started dating Geoff who. " ... made me do it."Cassie blinks and shakes her head. For a moment, everything around her had shimmered, as if about to wink out of existence and leave her floating in utter nothingness. What did little Cassie say just now? She wills the scene to play again, something she can do with her normal Dream Gift, but the memory forges ahead despite her."We have spoken about this before," Dorothy says in a haughty voice, but Cassie senses her mother's true emotions, as they are indelibly stamped. Sally grabbed my hand and we joined guests, the social team, waiters and goodness knows who else on the floor to form a crowd. As we got milled around and got ourselves organised into the circle I found that Sally had managed to get herself next to the bloke who had danced with her moments ago. The music started up and there he was as we danced turning round in circles running his hands over her ass. Sally just kept dancing and giggling at him as she spun round.I was obviously of no interest to.