" Martin?" Bob asked, a weird look on his face, half-grin, half-shock. Helooked me over and I guess he believed me due to the fact I had been sovisibl... different the last few days I worked at the video store, becausehe asked me what I was doing and what had happened to me."I wish I knew," I said, truthfully.So Bob started apologizing profusely (and sweating that way, too), and Idecided to get the hell out of there. He didn't even stay for the show,just bolted out the front door and into the. It won’t be much longer, I promise. Eat up, we may be moving soon.”Finch nodded, feeling anxious. He’d learned just hours earlier that his father was in Genoa and that they were going to see him. It felt like years since they’d been separated at Victor’s mansion. He’d almost given up hope that his father was still alive.The food was palatable but plastic in his mouth, his nerves and the weeks of running had made that part of each day less than satisfying. Finch longed to go somewhere safe, like. Anyway, I was thinking about what we were talking about..." You mean, what YOU were talking about." Yeah, whatever. Anyway, you know how I got kind of excited about Jason checking you out?" Yes, Honey. I remember quite well." Well, here's what I was thinking. What if we teased him a little, just to see what he would do?" What? What are you talking about, Alan?"I couldn't believe the little boy twinkle my husband had in his eye."I was just thinking about how he looks at you ... you know, like I. I started to feel a bit nervous, I wanted to bolt out of the door, leave and never return... He must have sensed this and moved to the side of me and was now blocking my exit"It's ok, you don't have to be nervous, I'm here to help you" he said to try and reassure meI tried to respond but all that came out was a stutter, why the fuck had I gone to the shop, I just wanted to leave"You were looking at videos, is there anything in particular you were interested in?" Erm, err" was all I could.