" He thought for a moment then offered "My place?" "...sure" he took my hand (that warmth returned again) and led me down the halls to the parking lot... He ignored every stare of any student who watched as the new boy led the "theatre geek girl", holding her hand. Some whispered. A few girls stared jealously. I even saw a few boys look sad to see me on the hand of another man. Finally he led me out to the parking light where a BEAUTIFUL (not to mention vintage) 1965 Chevy Impala waiting. It was. Paul laughs at Hannah and says not in public anyway and you are naughty not closing your phone sooner. Paul not wanting to push or give anything away says ok I'm off home, as I'm chilling all day on my own, you be good now and goes to walk off. As he does Hannah pulls the car back alongside him and says she may as well give him a lift home as she's passing his house.Paul climbs in and as its only 5 minutes away asks if Hannah wants a brew, to which she says yes as she's nothing else to do for a. “Yes,” I stammered, realizing I needed to recover my wits as quickly as possible.“Let’s go to the bar for a moment, I need to ask you something in private,” she suggested, pointing towards it.Oh no, I thought; She suspects something happened between Fran and me in the bathroom“So, what do you think about the guys?" she inquired, glancing back towards our table.I glanced back myself to give me a few vital seconds to address her unanticipated question.I offered my hurried assessment, “They seem. Even when officially they were in a cease-fire. How can you possibly trust him? His da were as bad and I thank god someone over there put a bullet in him. If you make me go anywhere near Pat Brennan, I’ll put more ‘n one bullet in him.”“No you won’t, Billy. I may not trust him, in fact I don’t trust him, but we need those rifles he’s bringin’ over, and this agreement goes higher than you or me or him. Live with it.”“He’s a dead man if’n he comes anywhere near me! We need him dead afore we need.