The epitaph, ‘Love and hatred, two sides of the same coin,’ flashed through his mind’s eye. ‘But, she doesn’t really love you,’ he remind...d himself. Her presence, what radiated from her, was confusing on a many levels. He tried to focus on the work in front of him. Neither looked at the other for the remainder of the class. Each concentrated solely on the movement of fingers and the display of color and form. The paint dried quickly, allowing layers of expression to pile one atop another.. This newveil was anchored to the hair on the back of his head with a six inchdecorative comb that was covered in tiny, white, silk flowers,resembling the edelweiss flowers from the song that Gerry so frequentlycrooned to Mila. It was soft, and girlish, and delicate, just likeGerry, and the sheer, simple veil fell to the bottom of Gerry's backwithout being garish, or in anyway detracting from the glorious,feminine beauty of the perfect, petticoated wedding dress.He was the perfect bride from the. We looked around at a few dresses while wewaited for Sarah. We each had to admonish the other not to buy anythingthough we both had our eyes on a few things. After several minutes ofbrowsing, Sarah was finally able to take her break. The three of usheaded out to the Food Court. After we each grabbed a salad, we tookour trays to one of the tables and began enjoying our lunch.About halfway through, Sarah finally confronted us. "Jenny, Alexa. Ihave known you guys for a while now and think I. Well, maybe I was imagining things. One day when I was on the way to my home Sindhu asked me to stay over for a few minutes and asked me whether I knew anything about CD player repairing. I said I know littlebit She then told me that the fuse on her CD player had blown, and that she was looking for some help. I eagerly volunteered to help her and told her that I knew how to replace a fuse.So after my work were over for the day, I stopped by Sindhu’s house. She greeted me at the front door and.