He unwrapped the corpse. She was still unbelievably beautiful almost 3 days after death. Her lips weren't as red however. He took out her tube of cher...y red lipstick he had found in her purse. "There that's perfect." He said after applying a new shade. It was like she was sleeping beauty, except for the rope burns around her neck and the stab wound on her leg. The wounds were beautiful too though, he thought, to remind the viewer of the violent, painful death of Nozomi. He looked at her dead. He was simply a lost kidtrying to fit in, no different than me. I turned back to my own view ofoutside and the familiar houses and stores we passed every day.The last two stops were unoccupied. Either we were having a majorabsentee problem today or parents were driving their kids to school. Iwondered if Halloween or the homecoming dance was to blame. Regardless, Iwas thankful not to have shared a seat as we pulled into the parking lotahead of schedule. We inched toward the bus ramp stuck behind. Most of ‘our women’ are like ‘stuffed shirts’, and in my humble opinion, on the materialistic side. As for what you really mean mom, yes, I’m over Antonella. I’ll never forget her but I’ve accepted her death and moved on. Before you ask, I’ve never lied about you two. I tell people that my mom’s a professor in Venice and my dad runs a detective-research company.“Great and we’re both proud of that and your grades, Max. Keep the good work up, we’ll be in touch. Ciao.” his mother finished.“Ciao. ” “Loser does a dare on top of stripping!” Ariel exclaimed, her eyes fixated at her cards. “Ok...” Aaron looked at his pair threes. “I’m seriously going to lose.” “Well...prepare to strip then!” Ariel giggled. And then an idea came to his mind. “Hey!” Aaron shouted. “Why is the window open? The rain is coming in!” Ariel turned. “Oh no!” and ran to close it. In that short time, Aaron quickly swapped a card. Ariel came back and sat down, cards gripped tightly in her hand. Aaron noticed spots.