That included her living room sofa, the kitchen table set, and pretty much everything in the bedroom save for the mattress. Brent’s house was fully ...urnished so she had neither the need nor the space for any of it.The mattress she had removed and disposed of. Leaving behind the mattress that she’d fucked Brent silly on seemed, well, icky. She arranged for a new one to be delivered for Mike.She was joined by Jess, Mike, and myself. Since Emma was giving up her apartment to him for a steal, Mike. "Looks like time for a little scienceexperiment... I'll see if it will give me nails like the model." Ithought about the possible chances I was taking with Chip's Dad'sprojector and like any teenager, shrugged my shoulders and went aheadand did it anyway.I watched as the projected image of the model's hand shone on the wall.I walked around and pushed my hand into the transparent image until itlined up with the hand on the wall. I felt it become hot and when Icould stand it no more I pulled it. She was doing a pretty good job drawing a picture of Jack, which had already been promised a place on grandma's refrigerator.Brendan sat on the sofa and I was in dad's chair. We sat watching Amelia and drinking our beers for a few minutes, finally he said,"Bret, I have to admit I didn't know what to expect coming here. At first I was so excited about getting to see Taylor ... then when I couldn't get hold of her ... well I began to have big second thoughts. I considered just driving to Ft.. Alan's at the office until nine. We have to be at the school board office at nine-thirty. I make sure that Terri's wearing the jeans without the holes in the knees, and her new shoes. And we're not exactly matching, but we're close. Clean. Casual."What do you think they'll do, Tina?" she asked me."I would guess it will be something like they did in Tennessee with Mizz Callirossa, baby. But we have to try and push them a little harder. We have all these letters." I had them in a folder, one from.