" Is that what you were thinking of? I mean, when you saw me leaning over you, did I look like... like a picture of her that dad has shown you?"It was...Bobby's turn to squirm a bit. He didn't want to lie to her. He didn't think he could lie to Sammy. "No... uh, not really." What do you mean?" she asked carefully."I don't know for sure." He looked up at her, resuming eye contact. "If you... I hope you won't think I'm crazy. I had a kind of... dream. And... she was in it. But I'm not sure what it. "Mark has told me a hundred times about his bed here but I had to see it to get the full impact. And the less said about Kasey's room the better. But I understand why you allowed her to do that. You realize that you're never going to be able to paint over that black don't you? I thought about allowing her to paint her room at my house that way but my dad said it would take a dozen coats of primer to cover it." It won't be me painting it," I said. "It will stay black until the day I move out.. "Ernie decided, that as a policeman he ought not to witness the actual physical violence I was going to inflict, but said he would come back later to see how it all went. He left the handcuffs, which surprised me. He explained they were not standard police issue but were left at by the roadside many years ago and never claimed, perhaps for obvious reasons. Luckily he'd been able to find a key that fitted the lock.I knew this was the make or break point. At the end of the next few minutes I. ~“Idiot!” Miria balls his hands, sinking his head into the stuffy bedroll as if it’d somehow excise the shameful series of mishaps that had led him here. Of course, Lorrian would pin this on him! It was just typical. Do all the brooding types have a quota of cruel outbursts before you can win their trust?No matter. Miria wasn’t one to admit defeat, not when his debatable reputation is on the line. He’d show Lorrian that he means business. Who knows? Maybe he’d be grateful to have such a.