I was trying my best to follow Lucien’s advice. I tried to be more pleasant to people and had to bite my tongue whenever I felt like being sarcastic...or rude. If I disagreed, I gave my views in a more tactful way instead of calling that person an idiotic worm not worth the air it breathed. It seemed to be working. If you were nice to people, generally they’ll be nice back to you. Except for hardcore creeps like Blake Harrington and his gang. Now those pigs were not worth the air they breathed!. Janie clapped and shouted, "Surprise!" The glass door muted her voice. She was dressed in heels, slacks, and a thin blouse despite the brisk late-February temperatures.He unlocked the door and they embraced."Took you long enough," she said."I had to tell the wife and kids to hide."She punched playfully at his ribs. "These are weird apartments. Where the heck do you park? Did I surprise you?" Completely," he replied. "Where did you park?" Next block over. Going to let me in?" Come in."She pushed. “No need to be sorry” said mary Nothing else was said, grandpa and granma walked back the their room where we heard the shower get turned on In their ensuite, myself along with mary went to the house bathroom and took a shower together making sure we washed each other thoroughly. We all went downstairs and had breakfast and discussed going down to the beech for a while. With this agreed granma and mary packed a picnic hamper while me. She started a little upon hearing the sound and said, “I hate to ask, but could you follow me home? I’m really starting to get scared.” “Don’t worry, I was going to offer if you didn’t ask. Those guys look like they’re drunk out of their minds. Who knows what they might do?” “Thank you so much,” Marie said as she opened her door and sat down. Dave got in his car as well, and followed her out of the lot. His brow furrowed as he saw the motorcycles pull out behind him. The drunks on their bikes.