” I made no reply, and after waiting for several uncomfortable moments she tried again. “Jonathan, I really have to pee.” Nothing. All was sile...t for a while. “Jonathan?” “Yes?” “I have to pee.” “I heard you.” “Can you untie me so I can go to the bathroom?” “Yes.” There was a long silence as she waited to hear some sign that I was getting up to do as she’d asked. Then: “Are you going to untie me?” “No.” “But you said…” “You asked me if I could , not if I would .” “Jonathan, it’s not funny, I. Can you say "Dull". Not him somuch, just the stuff. I don't get it, Marsh, if history is so good whenthey do movies about it, why does it have to be dull to study? OK,/whine.So now I feel bad about not writing an uber long, long letter. :( But Igot to write something to Michael. Did he tell you what I told about thehaircut thing? Well, he wants me to talk more about it, and I don't knowif I want to, but I got to at least say I'm not. And I even signed offwith Kaezee to think about. Rummaging in her purse, she pulled the big phone out and showed him. “I guess you want it back now.” He just stared at it. “I gave you my phone.” He didn’t remember, and she just wanted to die of mortification. “You said you wanted to call me, but I don’t own a cell phone, so you gave me yours.” His eyes closed again. “Geez, Pop Tart. Everybody five and up owns a cell phone.” She kept the fact that for the last nine months she’d been cloistered in a convent in Florence, Italy to herself.. Dwayne who had a twin brother called Larry, was ok, he was a niceguy. Mel and he were about 15 when they had gone out, they had never hadsex or anything, and I didn't see him as a threat or anything like that.As it was nothing much happened that night Mel and he talked for a while,and we said our goodbyes.If I'd had any sense I would have guessed there was something up whenagain we ran into Dwayne again the following evening. We weren't in thesame pub as before, we weren't even in the same.