Now he has a reason and I can'tlet him hurt her again. Matt, I hate to ask you this, but take off youclothes." What?" Matt stammered then backed away....I'm sorry Matt, but I have to pretend to be Michelle today, so offwith the outfit." What if I say no?" Matt said warily."Then I will have to take the cheerleading outfit off you and I canpromise you won't be conscious when I do that." OK." Matt said glumly as he started to strip."I can't believe I am going out in public dressed like this.". It was a girl of about 18, 19 at the oldest. She was dressed quite plainly in jeans and a skinny t shirt. She appeared to be west Indian, young and firm bodied with the devil may care look of the Caribbean.'Let's see what we got then.' Said the girl. She didn't have a heavy accent, far from it, she was actually quite well spoken. In her hand she was holding a mobile phone with the camera pointing at Kate. 'You know, I've always wanted to do this to one of you bitches.' Kate braced in fear as. Don’s eyes zoomed in on a man at the front of the bus. He was lost inside a huge black shirt, and he carried a backpack. Don wondered if the backpack was filled with weed or books for a biology class at the local community college, or both, or something else. Next, Don turned his attention to a woman with very short, frizzy hair that curled around her face. She wore a colorful button up shirt and carried a big, plain purse. Her mouth, which was not a frown, but definitely not a smile, had a. She got up, walked to her and they hugged each other very tight then went back to eating.“Mom, which number is your favorite?” I asked to keep the love flowing between us all.“Charles, absolutely, your best is the Waltz, to Alan alone on the piano while you and Claire dance that wonderful routine to ‘Until It’s Time for You to Go.’ I have loved your Waltz from the beginning. Back at the Summer Memory’s Dance, when I saw you two kids just starting to fall for one another and then the afternoon.