As she headed toward the door, she heard the phone ring, and of course, she decided to wait. Wouldn't be a good time to go now, but the conversation o... the phone didn't start out very pleasant. It even sounded like a heated argument was brewing, not a long conversation, but a loud, angry one. She heard him slam the phone and scream, followed by a few loud crashes. Now she had to go.When she got to the door she knocked like a cop. It reverberated through the apartment, she could hear it so she. Jim loves details and takes meaning from everything: dates, songs, tiny occurrences, objects. He lifts my wrist to his nose to examine the enamel bracelet Michael Bodkin – Sonny – gave me, as if searching for clues. Mostly Jim wears me out with his investigations into my life, but I play along anyway, to please him.‘Tell me again about Feeney,’ Jim says.Jim and I are once more walking by the sea, this time at Sandycove where his friend Oliver St John Gogarty lives in a squat tower. I let the. ..” I hesitated.“Was it about Linda?” Amber asked sympathetically as she kissed my neck again while giving me another loving squeeze.“Yeah,” I sighed in agreement, feeling reluctant to share since I felt guilty about how I’d felt in my dream. I knew that I didn’t truly love Linda, not like I did my girls anyway, but it had seemed so deep and real in my nightmare. A residual of which was still lingering in my head—it had me feeling a tiny bit confused, and I was too tired, overwhelmed, and upset. Then, of all the stupid things, some of the boys tried to talk me into playing spin the bottle with them. They wanted to go in the closet with me so I could raise my blouse up for them. I told them to go to hell and had Rachel's dad take me home. And you know what?"She cocked her ears."He told me boys were pigs and could be pretty stupid and would stay like that until they graduated to being just plain dumb, which is what they become when they mature... if they mature. Otherwise, they just stay.