No, not sadness, perhaps maybe missing something that she doesn’t yet realize. I finish my own work and change over to go home and hope to see her a...ain later that night. During my drive home, I replay the days events, some good some bad. Making mental notes of the things I would need to do the next day, or changes that would benefit incorporating into the company for time management and worker safety. Eventually my thoughts are drawn back to her. Those thoughts bring a smile to my own face. As. She was confused all the time and was getting irritated.I told her that she should go and sit in the black car in the parking area. I messaged her the number plate as well. She bid me goodbye and went to the car. She found the car and sat in the front seat.I walked up to the car and opened the door. She was shocked like hell and started screaming at me! Then, she calmed down and as I expected, she said that she can’t do it.She started asking me that I shouldn’t tell this to anyone and requested. Mia zia (allora 30enne), era una persona che mi copriva e mi aiutava sempre nelle dispute con i miei genitori nelle solite questioni giovanili, quindi l' adoravo, anche (direi soprattutto) perchè aveva (ancora le ha, nonostante l' età) delle gambe stratosferiche, che lei inguainava sempre con calze finissime rette da reggicalze (eh si, quando potevo spiavo anche nei suoi cassetti), che a me facevano letteralmente uscire di senno;lei mi faceva ricordare in continuazione la situazione vista nel. " The words were true. He wasunable to comprehend how he knew that, but the words forming in hismind were nothing but truth. "You sought guidance from yourself, butwere only a child who knew nothing of your life."Visions flitted through the mind of James. Visions of his youth, hischildhood. And then a day that was forever blocked from his mind cameto the fore."I remember you..." The vision, the pain, the blood. It had been buriedin a dark, black place in his mind for so long, and yet it was.