Donec sit amet magna leo. Vivamus neque turpis, feugiat eu sollicitudin nec, laoreet ac velit. In scelerisque sit amet felis eget aliquet. Curabitur t...llus justo, sagittis et massa porttitor, gravida facilisis odio. Integer sed turpis neque. Morbi ut quam condimentum, varius magna quis, facilisis sapien. Curabitur vel turpis et magna convallis ultrices a quis dolor. Proin tempus, ipsum sit amet pulvinar scelerisque, massa est porta elit, non scelerisque felis nibh at ipsum. Nullam non sagittis. Burns New York City". I got a number of hits but none was a match. I also tried every permutation of the name and widened the geographic area of the search, but it appeared Mr. Burns had successfully kept himself from any kind of notoriety. There was no Facebook or any other reference in the social networking sites. I wished there had been a cell phone in his effects, but of course a dose of salt water most likely would have destroyed all the data beyond my ability to retrieve it. The lack of. Her window remained dark. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a street light reflected off the smudged glass of the front door of her apartment. He turned to see who was leaving or entering the building. It was her. She had a blanket draped over her slender shoulders. It covered only half of her beautiful, naked body. She stood motionless for a brief instant on the dirty curb of the sidewalk. She smiled when their eyes met, and stepped on to the shiny, black pavement. Her bare feet splashed. When you get back I think we should all get together and talk about this.”“Okay babe but that was just a one off. We’ll keep ourselves to ourselves,” Mark said trying to convince himself more than his wife.“Could be difficult as you only have the one bed there.”“Good point. No it’ll be okay. It just a one off.”That night Mark made a point of sleeping on his side, consciously hugging the edge. The next morning when he awoke, he was on his other side with Tim spooned into his lap. Mark’s right.