This is gonna make me hurl again." I don't think you have anything left in there to hurl," Warren said. He was leaning over the bathtub, running the w...ter. "'salright, Soph, I'll fix you up." He started taking off her soiled PJs."Is there a problem up there?" Sophia's mother called."Yeah, actually, there is, Mrs. K. Can you come up to the bathroom for a minute, please? I need a hand."She appeared at the bathroom door. "Oh, Yuck! Sophia!" Sophia looked up, pitifully. Warren had her PJs off by. .” I can see tears in her eyes. “Lee’s dead. Someone broke into the house while we were in bed cuddling. Lee was holding me down when out of nowhere this guy walked behind Lee and slit his throat with a knife. He then stabbed me a couple of times.”“Stay here, I’ll 911” I ran inside, grabbed the phone and dialed 911. As soon as the operator came on I told her what happened, who I was and requested emergency services. As I hung up the phone something catches my eye. It was a picture near the. After getting shot and watching friends die in the service, finishing college and working at a marine biology lab, teaching high school and working with environmental groups, I "settled down" to owning and managing this bookstore. I've always liked bookstores. They attract interesting people, and allow you to keep a roof over your head without completely becoming an adult. Since this is a university town, there's a market for all sorts of interesting stuff and I don't have to depend on Jackie. Turning away from the sign, you press the upwards arrow on one of the elevators on the left hand wall, and the doors open immediately.You step inside, and select the second floor. It would be far too much of a hassle to drag your heavy suitcase and duffel bag all the way up two flights of steps, especially in your state of fatigue.The elevator doors open at the second floor and you step out into the hall. You can hear the muffled sounds of students chatting and laughing behind the closed doors.