From an old red brick building stood an awning covering a set of stairs leading to a cellar. The awning looked like the leg of a large insect. Against...the brick building and over the awning, was a set of small light bulbs, half of them burnt out, which spelled or should have spelled “Mama’s”. The lights made a noise as Betty and Helen walked arm in arm towards the entrance to the club. “I wish she’d change that stupid sign”, sighed Helen“And replace it by what ?”, asked Betty“Yeah…I guess it’s. She got up and walked over to several men sitting at the other end of the bar, and sat down between them, taking her drink with her.They brightened noticably...and looked at her with open mouthed gratification...and two of them spoke to her at once, dazzled by her beauty, and the fragrance of her expensive perfume."Well hello pretty thing," said one of them, propping his chin on the palm of his hand. "Don't think I've seen you in here before."She smiled at him and took a puff of her cigarette,. The job was designed as a sinecure to cover the summer break from college. You had a little money, a room over Somers’ garage, meals with the rest of the household staff and you were supposed to take as much time off as you liked to write fiction. Presumably Somers gave you tips on writing? Carl had what he later realised was a premonitionary qualm when the Head of English, Prof. Jones, said: ‘and of course, you will have guidance from Dr. de Winter.’ He thought the manic gleam in Jones’ eye. I have been helping them go through their things looking for anything salvageable. They are staying with me until they find a new place. A Day In GymnasticsSamantha volunteers as a gymnastics coach, ages 5-12. But, there was one student. A 18 year old girl called Zoey, and had quite the reputation for causing trouble. She was in her gymnastics class because Zoey was the head coaches niece. Samantha had heard stories from the younger students about how she threw a water balloon at them, write on.