Yes.Ahhhh, oh, oh yes that was nice. Pete’s talented hand making her ... Sweet Nell ... Making me Mickey just so ... So happy in this “dark sacred...night,” thinking to Nell, to her, to myself, to Mickey, “what a wonderful, wonderful world.” I could almost hear ‘Satchmo’ Louie Armstrong singing softly in the nearby trees by the lake, as I returned back to earth.Being with Pete made me not care that we had wasted a night in the backyard, when we could have been doing pretty much the same thing in. Jenny, something like that, but her name really didn’t matter to him. She was so wasted, he could have called her Matilda and she probably wouldn’t have noticed. She grabbed her purse and air kissed the girlfriends she had gotten a ride with goodbye and trailed behind Darren, stumbling and teetering on her cheap heels, completely comfortable leaving with a total stranger she’d only met an hour ago. Darren held her arm, making sure she wouldn’t fall and bust her ass. When they got outside to. She moved further over and took her hair brush. She began to brush her hair slowly.I whispered, “What’s with Jimmy and Suzanne last night?”She looked at me. “It was a bit blatant, wasn’t it? There may be a small explosion from my parents a little later. They need to get moving and somehow show some sign that they weren’t together all night.”“What about her parents with her missing all night?”“They’re divorced. She lives with her father and his girl friend so nothing will happen. That situation. Sam wanted to run, Tom was still sat on the floor shaking. I stood there still, usually I have a plan for everything but down here in these tunnels I was clueless.The voice that had been whispering before the growl came back again this time as a shout with only one word, “run". We reacted instantly, me and Sam grabbed Tom, pulled him to his feet and ran. The excited growl echoed though the tunnels again and as if a switch had been flipped Tom’s legs gave way and he collapsed. We tried to pick.