There was also an enormous round bed, scattered with burgundy, yellow, and black pillows, a canopy pulled to one side of it. Ebima watched Chris look ...he room over, with a sheepish smile. When Chris looked back at him he said, “I stay quite busy, the room is not at it’s cleanest.” Thinking about his room at his house, Chris smiled. “Well…it’s not as bad as mine…” Ebima chuckled his masculine chuckle and walked over to the bed. He laid Chris on it, as though he was made of porcelain. He stood. Judy who hadn't touched weed since high school was a little hesitant at first, but the emporia caused by winning, and the shots she had drunk, made her throw caution to the wind. Her first puff did nothing, so she followed it up with a second before passing the roach on. Another hand of cards which she won, then a second joint was lit. A couple puffs and this time she was flying. Judy was stoned. She heard the men talking, talking to her but couldn't understand what they were saying. Glenn had. When it came tomy husband's "get one" dress, I did not make him try it on. I simply heldthe dress up in his direction, so I could get a rough idea of how it wouldlook.My husband leaned back. "Hold still," I whispered."No," he replied. "Someone might see." I can't pick the right dress if you don't cooperate. Hold still. Thiswill only take a minute."When I held up another dress, my husband stepped back again. I steppedtoward him, holding the dress out at arm's length. But he would have. Kissing the tears on Amanda's cheeks, he whispered softly. "I'm here, Mandy. You're safe." Tony's soft words were lyrical in her ears. For as long as she had known him, he had been a great source of strength for her. When he left, he took all the strength and courage with him. With trembling hands, scared he would simply disappear again, Amanda traced the lines of his shoulders. Committed to memory how the sinew along his spine rippled as he moved. She wanted to beg him to stay, but kept.