"It's so hard for me at work seeing you every day and not being able to touch you," Dorothy says."It's the same for me too, you know."They look into e...ch other's eyes, and Caroline is stunned by the intensity with which her friend returns her gaze. Each girl cannot now help but see the need of the other."When I look over and see you behind all those handbags and purses, and you send me that smile of yours, all I want to do is come over to you, to hold and kiss you," Caroline says."You can kiss. Hehad been a shy boy, undoubtedly due to his mild autism, and I'd rarelyhad anything to say to him, nor him to me. On the odd occasion he wouldopen his mouth in class, he'd often use the opportunity to say somepretty bad stuff, often racist, ignorant or discriminatory. He wasn'tall bad though, it was clear he didn't have anyone to tell him not tosay those things. I pitied him a little, if I wasn't arguing with him.Right now though, there was no pity, but neither was there fear. Uponrecognising. “Okay,” I softly replied and then sang in a soft Cajun voice:“I see the bad moon arising.I see trouble on the way.I see earthquakes and lightnin’.I see bad times today.“I really enjoyed hearing the miserable singing voices of my teammates as they joined me in singing the chorus:“Don’t go around tonight,Well, it’s bound to take your life,There’s a bad moon on the rise.”“It’s... ‘There’s a bad moon on the rise!’ Matt and Dean!” I laughed at my teammates who mistakenly sang the much mistake last. Still, after all this time, not a day went by that Heather didn’t think of Jake. What a fool she had been. If she could only go back in time and change that one week…but she knew she couldn’t. Somehow she had also learned to carry on with her life because there was a good chance that he would never want her again. And even if he did, she was a different person now. When Heather had walked out on Jake that night, she’d gone through a myriad of emotions – hurt that they hadn’t been able to work.