Now I’m not blaming you for anything, but you really need to take others’ feelings into account. Sensitivity is all about-?After his first sentenc... I started to tune him out, listening to my own thoughts of who could have possibly have complained about me. I’ve always been ultra-cautious about how I conduct myself. I figured Wendy would be the only person who would really have anything to complain about. Unfortunately, I wasn’t exactly the confrontational type, and I decided it would be best. "Sal, the family has about 40 associates and their families that need to be relocated from Staten Island right away. They got plastered by the shitting storm and got no heat or nothing!"I was all ears now because I was well aware of the problems caused by the storm in Brooklyn, Queens and especially, Staten Island. Long Island, I didn't want nothing to do with because they were all a bunch of elitist "do-gooders"."What do you have in mind, Vinnie?" My guys tell me you got several vacant. "I'm sorry if our different size has been unsettling to you, but we're getting ready to leave pretty soon anyway." "It's not that," replied Clyda. "It's Summer." Up until now, Summer had been standing behind Vantha and Rayleena, and remaining quiet. "Come out here, and let me get a good look at you, love." Summer stepped forward. With the exception of the Vectran girls, she was now the tallest girl in the room. "Hi everybody," she said with a timid giggle. "Notice anything different?". Not a photo, but a painting, so incredibly well-rendered that he had to look closely to tell it for what it was. “Beautiful,” he whispered, leaning his face towards hers. “Me, or the watch?” she asked, brown eyes shining with good humor, raising her face to his. A kiss was the only response she needed. *** The month of October became a blur, closing in on Halloween. So many memories this year, he thought, as he added pictures from the Tallagua Lake campout to his nearly full scrapbook. Memories.