"This is Sam Jones," WIll introduced."Oh, I've heard of you. Are you two really dating?" he asked curiously."No, we're just friends," Sam replied."Min... if I get you a drink then?" the man asked.Sam was getting weird vibes. The whole point of being in a gay bar was notto be propositioned. "Uh, I'm good," Sam said showing the man her alreadyexisting drink.Sam and Will decided to get a booth away from the crowds. "That was odd,"Sam remarked."It's possible he's Bi," Will suggested.Sam shrugged. It. I had referred her to one of our in house counselors. He helped her come to grips with her grief over the loss of her husband and baby. They couldn't help with the pain. The pain was real.I'm not exactly sure how it came about, but the counselor and I both decided that she should move into my spare bedroom after her discharge from the hospital. There was no where else for her to go and this would give her a stable place to begin her recovery.He had some reservations. I was cautioned about her. ’ He pulled her into his arms and their lips met. Lois’s arms went around her friend’s husband and she pulled him against her. When the kiss finally ended, she looked at Derek seriously. ‘What…what about Linda?’ she asked. Derek shrugged. ‘I…I don’t know,’ he replied. ‘I don’t want to hurt her…’ Lois said, ‘…or I didn’t, anyhow. I…I guess I have, though.’ ‘I didn’t want to hurt her, either,’ Derek replied, ‘but I’m not sure I want what we just had to be our last time.’ Lois kissed him gently.. "Excuse me, can I speak with the doctor ASAP?" I overheard a girl asking the second receptionist. "I have been out of meds for two weeks and have been having issues setting an appointment." I noticed she was wearing a cute black jumper and little leather strappy sandals. Very cute outfit. "Your name?" the receptionist asked. "Kaylee Brooks." she responded. I kinda shrugged a shoulder and went back to the task at hand. My own appointment. And my nerves.Everyone else was here for one reason or.