Wes: (Smiling) These guys may be smarter than we thought.Eddie (Into his phone) Lucille, what's the word on the others?Lucille: They are fine. I got a...call from the protection unit a few minutes ago. One of them just walked through the door with a bag of Egg McMuffins and a dozen donuts. They should be at the office in an hour or so. There is a bit of a line for the shower, I would expect. My guess is May will take the longest.Eddie: Good. Wes is here with me. We will head that way in a bit.. ”Emma was staring at me intently, as if she was reading my soul through my eyes. After what seemed like forever, she let out a deep sigh. “Just… Don’t do it again okay?”“Yes, I promise.”“Okay.” She stood and went upstairs, leaving me feeling utterly reprimanded.***Johnny lobbed the ball over to me and I carved the ball into the net.The friendly game ended and me and the lads whooped and cheered at the victory.It was only a kick about, but we take sometimes take it too seriously.I knew I had. Since those early days of dancing to the radio at home they now danced well together. Their smooch was sensual with a feel for the music; which onlookers often enjoyed. They loved being on a dance-floor.That’s where they’d literally bumped into another couple smooching; Greg and Marcia Ford of Vancouver. The Ford’s were in their early fifties and familiar to rich men attached to young females. They became chums and shared after dinner drinks out on deck in the warm breeze.So although it was a. Two lines of an old song, a trace of scent you all but forgot existed, a face in a crowd looking just like someone you knew and cared about… It sparks a thought, encourages a gesture, the little gears get in motion, the synapses start firing. The change is just an idea, weak, barely noticeable and unlikely to survive, but it snowballs on until there it is – a different life than the one you once knew. A new life, born of a small, insignificant seed.Then again, some lives take much more work to.