They’re touring behind their debut album. Both Milwaukee and Chicago should be better, only because they’ll be opening in front of more popular lo...al bands. So there will be audiences. And they’re good enough not to be booed off the stage.”“His disappointment?” he asked.“Yeah. He can get whiny sometimes. Not his best character trait. I manage to improve his attitude, although today I just didn’t have my heart in it. I think he might have thought I was on my period,” she chuckled.“Does he know. "Hi. I've seen you around the apartment building and even talked to you, but I don't know your name. My name is Salah." Yeah, I kind of know you. My name is Qoot Al-Qoloob." How's the baby?" Oh, he's fine. I guess." Er ... You guess?" Uh, Yeah. Look, it's like this. I left him to my mother to take care of him." I see. That must have been very heartwarming, I mean having a baby." Yeah, it was. But there's one thing that I hadn't really thought about until yesterday. The baby was born eight. When Emily was hanging out with Ulysses she forgot about the late bills, the small, messy house, the constant crying or whining from her c***dren, the lack of quality sleep and the lack of a quality sex life with Randy.Each lunch ended with a hug that seemed a tad longer than the previous one. He rested his hand on the small of her back and continued chatting for a moment at the end of their last lunch date. Emily asked herself if it was a lunch "date," or just two friends eating lunch. He almost landed on top of a family, all hunched together like siblings. He then carefully made his way through the tents and makeshift beddings, always careful to keep hiding in the shadows. He moved quietly, crouched low, his eyes fixed on the ground so as to keep the white in his eyes from giving him away. And that was because he was certain Nicole, and probably the priest as well, kept a wary eye out for him.When he was close enough to the hut, he crossed a patch of dirt road quickly,.