“I thought you probably wouldn’t want me around anyway. You were pretty upset last time we saw each other.”She had the grace to look chagrined. ...��Not my finest hour.”“Nor mine.” Will shrugged. “You were right. I never should have gone.”“The cards don’t lie.” She tapped the deck and picked them up again, giving them a sifting shuffle. “Which is why we’re going to do this now. I’d rather you were forewarned this time.”“What’s going on, anyway?” He said, crossing his legs and sitting across from. Fiona was amember of the Inverlessie Scottish Country Dance Teamwhom along with the Inverlessie Pipe Band, were headingfrom their base in Edinburgh to the InverkeithingHighland Games just a 30 minute or so coach trip. Ordinarily, Fiona’s parents would pick her upafterwards and take her home but her aunt had died inthe South West of England so Fiona was on her own athome for a few days and was travelling both ways in thecoach. Secretly, she hoped that Neil might pluck up thecourage to come. When he left I laughed at my naiveté. Still, I could see the huge argument I would have had with Lynn. Shit, the way I felt now I would have made her climb up to the upper bunk. That would have pissed her off. I laughed to myself at the image of her generous butt as she climbed up the short ladder.I pushed the bunk back up — I could see it was a head-banging hazard — and I put my clothes away and took a shower. After I was all spiffed up, I headed for the Captain's reception. There were free. Miller had ever touched me wrong. I was very quiet and just shook my head, but inside I was laughing. Oh hed touched me wrong, but it had felt so good. After the funeral the wake was held at Mr. Millers house. I just drifted around the house, looking at all the places Mr. Miller had used my little body. I couldnt talk to any of the people about him, so I just looked sad and ended up in the kitchen doing dishes as they piled up. After all I was supposed to have been doing this all along. Mr..