I came, Isaw, and I was assigned homework. Papers were handed in and others, nowgraded, were handed out. No new surprises at all. Finally it was almos...time to go home and the seventh period study hall could not come soonenough.Jack was already in there and he was back to his usual self already. Itwas refreshing but yet annoying at the same time. The incident with thepen or I should say with my imagination and that stupid pen had rattledme last night. After Jack and I started chatting it all. When everything was planned, documented and finalized I called William and asked him if I could come see him again and when he answered ‘yes, of course’ we settled on my usual time. One final meeting, with one small favor to ask of him. – – – – – I met Sarah and Susan at the bar one Thursday evening and I could tell that my hopes of them finding love and happiness had come true, I saw that they were both deeply in love. From the beginning of the evening Susan was still wearing her slightly cold. We’re sure your sponsor won’t want you to be without it for long.”It was only after I’d gone that I realised what they meant. I hadn’t thought that Angie might be using it to keep track of where I was.I got home from work pretty much on time. Angie was working late. I watched a bit of television – riots on the news. They weren’t far from my office. Must have started up just after I left for home. You don’t expect that sort of thing outside of London but there was a group of men protesting the. Sheila continued to circulate, making sure everything was going right. Even though she wasn’t officially a guest at the party, she was enjoying herself. Being able to participate, even peripherally, in affairs like this was one of the fringe benefits of her catering business that she really enjoyed. Bob Thomas was mingling, too. Or he was until he bumped into Nancy Jensen, a dark-skinned woman with a slim, girlish body. Her black hair was straight and hung almost to her buttocks. Her huge brown.