Still it was obvious to me that the husband was showing as much interest in Julie’s clothing as a polite social meeting in the presence of his own w...fe would allow, while his wife seemed perhaps mildly bemused by Julie and was certainly not disapproving of her.Having a pleasant married couple to hang with and make normal conversation with really helped put Julie more at ease - that and more drinks. Sure he was checking her out but he did it in good taste, while continuing to enjoy the company. ‘Can she prove it?’ Chris jumped in, springing from his chair. ‘Even if this is murder, and we figure out who did it, can we prove it?’ ‘The evidence is shaky,’ Chloe agreed. ‘Adrienne isn’t wrong,’ Jason growled in defense. Fire in his chocolate gaze, Chris challenged, ‘Prove it.’ ‘Prove it isn’t,’ Jason threw back. Reid’s shrill whistle stopped the two detectives from coming to blows. ‘Children!’ He knew Jason was defending Adrienne more than the evidence itself, and Chris was siding with. Donut Holes (Bartlett 1) by Bartlett ***** It was a typical business morning. Ten cars waited at the drive thru, so I decided to head inside and wait in line. Maybe it would be quicker. On the other hand, maybe it would be some fun… Inside was the same story. Two lines, each with 5 or 6 people in them. Mostly businessmen with gray hair and suits. The girls behind the counter were, in a word, portly. Not at all my style, even just for fun. So I got my coffee and sat down. It was then that I. I quickly followed, being very conscious of what I waswearing.CHAPTER 2Six months laterFirst person narrative - Linda CarawayAs I was looking at Mika moving around the house, I couldn't believe howmuch she had changed during the past six months. She was looking sodifferent, so womanly in her pretty housedress and piny, a perfectpicture of a 50s housewife."Where on earth you manage to find those dresses that you love to weararound the house Mika? They look so old fashioned." I asked with.