I yanked myself out of my thoughts, lying in bed was allowing my mind togo where it shouldn't, I needed to get up in spite of the pain and getdressed....I needed to return to my routine, a routine that held theghosts at bay.Chapter 17Tiff and I had a wonderful time, walking the beach, looking for stoneswith crystalline veins that created its' own natural art on the sandpolished rock surface. Feeling the warm sand squish between my toes, thepungent salt air filled my nostrils with scents that. We washed up, pulled on our robes and met Becky in the kitchen where she was laying out a barbecue lunch she’d picked up.“How has your morning been?” she asked Katie.“Full of creamy surprises,” Katie giggled. “Ones you didn’t warn me about.”“John and I thought it might be better to surprise you the same way he did me,” Becky grinned. “So ... what do you think?”“It was fun,” Katie smirked. “Did you and John lick each other clean after sex last weekend?”“Twice,” Becky answered. “He really. This time was different...it was my first older man. I met him at a local place on campus. He worked for the college, with the football team. He had played college and professional football and was in terrific shape. I was 19 and he was 45 years old. When we met, I was immediately attracted to him and he was to me. We ended up chatting for a long time before he said he needed to go. He asked if he could call me sometime so I decided to give him my number. The next day...he called. . I know where I have always wanted to live, since I have always wanted to live in Dalton. We will go there first." I am glad that I had mentioned this place to her, because as soon as she saw where I was talking about, she whole-heartedly agreed that is where we should try to get an apartment."I really like how these look from the outside, but, what will they look like on the inside?"I don't know, I have never been in them. I hope that they are nice." We walked into the leasing office and spoke.