They were all very solemn with their eyes fixed on the floor at Eli’s feet. Not a one of them looked up as he spoke. Each of them had their own mind... filled with thoughts and were trying to sort through them before they took their place in front of the others to have their say.Eli paused to let his words sink in, then began to speak once more, “I’m not going to tell you my plans first. All of you will have to go in front of me. I know each of you well, and I don’t want something I say or do, to. We had to divide ourselves in teams of 5 act and give out a message. She was put in my team and after a brief intro to all I took the lead to make the story owing to be an arts graduate I had an idea how to become close to her and also not to make anyone suspicious.We had made a story like a husband and wife going to hospital for abortion and doc advising us on it. Guess what I was the husband and she was my wife.From that day onwards she used to sit next to me we had good times and we used to. When he looked at her, all he saw was hatred."Now you know what I felt when my father lay dying!" she spat. After looking at her in disbelief for a few seconds, Frank nodded. She was right.Frank started crying. It physically hurt to cry, and the pain felt appropriate. He couldn't remember the last time he cried. He didn't sob, just blew his nose occasionally. He thought he needed to stop crying so he could talk to somebody about getting the death certificate, but it was hard to find the. Robert had to go and check-in at his new place of employment, and us girls had the place looking livable in just under four hours. There was a spa in the back yard, just like they said there would be, but sadly there was no pool. Maybe there's a community pool or I can use the one at FSU; who knows? Unlike at their old place the back yard is completely surrounded by both a tall fence and what I think is called a privacy hedge, so no one can look in, and we can't look out. Maybe Ella will nude.