“Where are you?” she asked.“In the schoolyard,” I tried to say as offhandedly as possible, which wasn’t really easy for me since I was very ...ervous.“Is Ronnie near you?” I could tell from her tone of voice that the idea that her son was in my close proximity, aroused her in some weird way.“He was a moment ago, but I walked away. He thinks I’m arguing with my father, but he can’t hear me now.”“Listen,” she said, suddenly in very business-like voice, “Ronnie will be staying with his father this. During the next loop Carla fell asleep and Joey sat on a park bench and opened a textbook to get some work done. He had not been sitting long when a young, black-curled woman, also pushing a stroller, walked past. She looked at him with amused interest."Is this seat taken?" she asked with a noticeable Italian accent.Joey looked up and shook his head. He resumed reading but he noticed that the young woman sat down with a sigh and stretched her jeans-clad legs. He looked at her. He judged her at. As he came through the door I pushed him up against the wall and pressed myself against him. My lips brushing past his, I could hear his heart almost popping out of his chest. My lips went to his ear and I whispered Follow me, big man I pushed off of him and ran up the stairs with Sean following me, I opened the door to our bosses office, knowing he was away, and sat on the desk facing the door with my legs open waiting for Sean. He walked in the door with a big smile on his face, he turned. I had my makeup done whileI was there too, and my massive lips had the brightest pinkestlipstick I had ever seen thickly applied. I did my best not tohyperventilate about how I looked and paid the girls. My look couldonly be described as that of an ageing desperate bimbo! I wiggled myway out of the salon, and delved into my handbag as soon as I wasoutside. I really NEEDED a cigarette. I popped one in my mouth andwent to light it but my lighter had stopped working. I shook it in anattempt to.