They matched her bathing suit. She tied her big towel around her waist. She then strutted down a long wooden board walk. I could here her heels cli...k on the wood and in the sand. She then turned at the 2nd house from the beach. I watched as she climbed the first flight of stairs. She then walked around the side of the house. There must have been a side door or something to her house. I turned my head to see some for sale signs along the boardwalk. She must be the owner of the house or. She did not expect that reaction to come from herself. It just popped out before she even knew that the madwoman within her had awoke too. ‘I could have died in that thing and you both act like you just got back from the movies.’ ‘I know how it appears. It’s unfortunate. Sorry.’ Martin paused. Sue waited, slowly calming a little. ‘Let me just ask you one question. Why did you lock yourself in that apparatus?’ The question snapped Sue out of it for a minute. She didn’t want to answer while. Well ... happiness.What happened was that she lost faith in her own philosophy, and she tried to undo everything. Or at least stop it in its tracks.And that didn’t go well for Brinn.He didn’t get in any more fights, and he didn’t get kicked out of school again, but by Christmas break, when grade reports came out, he was failing in three classes and his only other grades were a D and two Cs. He’d always been a straight A student. All of us had. I think it was that grade report that finally got. Emilie, a girl, hardly a woman yet really, with reddish brown hair tied messily in a bun, eyes that sparkled and drew attention due to their unusual coloring, and a curvy, yet thin body, opened the door, flipping her hair out of her face she looked to see the tangled covers and the other girl, Isabella, sleeping. She smiled ever so slightly, shut the door quietly, undressed, and walked into the kitchen, where she mixed herself a White Russian. The clink of the glass woke Isabella up, she looked.