Jeanne is a much better singer.’ ‘Then…’ Cammie rolled her eyes at me, and then cupped her hands in front of her chest. ‘Are you serious?’...‘Just tell your dad, okay?’ ‘Yeah, sure. Thanks, Cammie.’ By the time I got home, though, well after dinner was over, Jeanne had already called to tell Dad she would be spending the night. I did knock on Jill’s door, though, and was greeted with a big smile. Jill had another take on the story, of course. She insisted that she had had an excellent audition,. "Ummm....it came off...." He did not know why, but he felt guilty, and nervous for a response. He had to wait for twelve brutally slow minutes."Not good, Charlie." He recoiled in shame at his real name being used. "I kept yours on me, and you should have done the same." Sorry! I didn't think it would be a big deal!"Another seven-minute wait. Then: "Too late. Get a goddamn marker." A marker?!"Haha good one." Not a fucking joke." Sam had never seemed so frustrated at him, and he had no idea why. He returned to looking at the dark sky and took a deep breath of the cool night air. “Wonderful air tonight. I don’t think I’ve been taking enough time these last few years, time to savor how beautiful the Earth is.”Jada inched closer to him. She looked up and breathed deeply herself, and then took a chance and let her open hand rest lightly on Mark’s thigh. A moment later she felt his hand in hers. “You’re cold, Mark! You should put your gloves on.”“Yeah. They’re back in the lounge somewhere,. She'd completely forgotten about handing it to her."George has gone out somewhere. I'm supposed to be shopping but I thought I'd come over here first."Angela smiled then leant closer and kissed her. Joanna reached around her waist and they melted into each other's arms."I've just made coffee. Would you like some," Angela offered. Joanna nodded.With cups in hand, they progressed into the lounge where Angela apologised profusely for the mess. The remnants of the previous night's Chinese takeout.