Hourly public information films were similarly, ridiculously, overly optimistic. Stay indoors. Close the curtains. Huddle under the table. Cover your ...yes. Don't drink the rainwater. Social media had been equally awash, yet the advice there was more pragmatic: you are about to die a horrible death, so fuck. Simply fuck. And don't waste words. There won't be time for social niceties or polite pleasantries. Just get your tits out and throw yourself at whomever is nearest. Squeeze a final few. "We didn't think about this place until day before yesterday. We moved you here the next day. Remember?"Judy put the comb down. "I remember," she answered. Turning around, she pushed past him, out of the confining room. "And where were you yesterday? How come you didn't come by after Harry left me here?"Mike looked aggravated. "Come on, Judy, I couldn't. My gosh, if the cops catch us together or follow me and find you, the whole plot goes up in smoke. You should know that!"Judy did know it. She. ." I looked at Jared who was still staring at Steven. "No. It's not cool." I shook my head.Jared suddenly recovered. "No, Alex, let him. Steven's always had a bigger thing for athletes than actors." He glanced around the room. "Annie, sweetie, you wanna act out that love scene for real?" Annie had played Cleopatra to Jared's Anthony; she came down to the front of the room. Jared looked at me. "He's all yours." Alex, if you're uncomfortable about this..." Ms. Keene began but I shrugged."No, I'm. She also felt guilty, considered it her fault that I was in jeopardy, but she gathered her courage and squared her shoulders. "I understand. Nevertheless, I thank you. Without your rash action, as you call it, I would still be blissfully ignorant about the vile lengths my ex-husband would go to steal from me. A thief! I can't believe I once loved that man. A common thief." She shook her head in dismay."Dad and I will not be taking the next flight to Phoenix," I said."Perhaps you should," Jason.