I tried not to, but instead of enforcing the school rules in my mind, I was thinking of ways to get around them. He stayed on my mind a lot now. I ha... to find a secret place to model my hands for him. At school was out, way to risky. My house was the only place and at night, so prying eyes would not see him coming and going. That night I sat on my couch. I took out the pictures he had drawn to study them. My god he was good. I looked carefully. The girls clothes were mine ok. Those were his. ”“I’d prefer to handle my own cast,” Tony objected.“Tony, this is not an artistic matter, it’s business, I’ll handle it.”She met his gaze with steely eyes, he looked away first.“Right,” she continued, “the situation we have is that this story has appeared, we need to spin it so it doesn’t look bad, either for us, or, more importantly for David and Charlie.”“Why do we need to spin it?” I asked, “Why not tell them the truth?”“Because they wouldn’t be bothered about the truth,” she replied, “truth. I knew who had arrived. ‘What do you want?’ Jess moved to stand in front of me. ‘Of course I knew. I wasn’t going to say that I wondered if we might have been lovers, we both knew that was never going to happen. I was going to say…’ she hesitated. I looked up with tear filled eyes. I saw the truth in her beautiful green eyes, her sweet face framed by perfect, almost black short hair that shone in the late evening sun. ‘I was going to say that I wondered if me getting married would change things. " No, you're not." Hope cut in, when Shawna nodded her acceptance. "I mean, you are, but it's not just that... You're both in this together, it's affecting you both. Different ways, different reasons, but both of you."They both stared back at her and she slowly stood up, backing away a little. "Look, talk about it. Really talk about it, talk about what's changed and what hasn't, find out what's changed because of this and what's changed because of everything else, and... just talk about it..