” Michael was making a gross understatement because I could feel a lot more than ‘come back to life’ pressing again my stomach. “Okay, I can a...cept that change but I get extra kisses in exchange.” “I think that’s a fair trade.” Michael said while placing another gentle kiss on my lips. “And,” Michael continued “I really feel like I have to tell you that I love you.” “No. I don’t want you to.” I said causing Michael to lift his head up and look at me. The tears were already starting to fill in. It's fenced and there are dogs that are in the yard at night." That," Special Agent Downs said, "sounds like a perfect place." Maybe you should call your daughter," my father said, and then added, "do you think she's home by now?"I looked at the two of them and then asked Dad, "Did you know where Jessica went today?"My father smiled at me, in a fatherly sort of way."John, I know many things." What a load of..." I returned to him.Theresa cut in, "I should think so. I'm going to call."She left. .. We can come back if there are things we wanted to do but couldn't..."'Like WHAT" Like HAVE YOU?" Are You a ghost?" Does that matter? Can I kiss you?"Kimberly stood there not knowing what to do. Could this really be happening? She knew she was a bit tipsy and her husband was asleep. Perhaps call it boredom. She was talking to a damn ghost. What would be the harm of sleeping with something dead? She was psyched to be talking to Ben again.Ben was what you call a “fuck boy.” Now-a-day’s you’d. It shouldn’t be like this, it can’t be like this, I thought. Why do I feel so unsure of myself?I began to speak hesitantly.“May I use the bathroom first?” I said as if I was verbally walking on eggshells.“Of course,” he said, giving me a puzzled look.For whatever reason, my first instinct was to use the sheet to cover up. A huge portion of the time I had spent with James I wasn’t wearing clothes and he had seen me naked more times than I could count. Why did I feel the need to cover up?I.