I woke at six forty-five, got out of bed, and got dressed, socks,underwear, pants, and then shirt, just like every day. I did my teethand ate my brea...fast and walked to school in the morning twilight. Ididnt see the janitor, but I tried the door, and it opened.Nothing seemed different until I was sitting in front of my classroomdoor, reading. I glanced at the school clock, and noticed it read "Sixforty-five." I watched it for a while, and realized it wasnt moving. Ishrugged. I figured it was. It was Sunday morning and it was my weekend off. I knew my dad had gone out the night before because I heard him come home with a girl and I heard them going at it. While I was cooking breakfast, that’s when she walked in. She was a beautiful Chinese girl. She had long jet back hair that stopped at her waist, and black eyes that anyone could get lost in. “MMM smells good Jeff” she says as she walks into the room, “Oh sorry I thought you were Jeff” she says when she sees me. “Sorry but no I am. ”“Can I ask why,” asked Matt?“Let me just say that I had my reasons.”Before Matt realized it he saw that it was close to five. Doug said that they should call it a day and invited Matt and Jenna to have dinner with him tonight. Matt accepted the invitation and Doug gave him directions to the Embers restaurant.Back in their rooms Matt and Jenna freshened up and then left to meet Doug for the six thirty time the reservation was for.For some reason Matt assumed it was just Doug they were going to. He found five that might do.He called the home of the first on his list and the person that answered the phone was obviously black. Robert apologized for dialing the wrong number and hung up.His next call was a possible.Robert introduced himself as being an employee of the social security system and asked if he was talking to the mother of the late Beverly Miller. The lady on the line said that she was.Robert gave a fictitious name and offered his condolences for the death of her.