We had been in production and I complained to one of the directorshow crummy I felt. He asked if I wanted some water.Later, in a writers' meeting, I ...eld my tummy and groaned to myself. Or so I thought. The woman next to me asked if I needed somethingand I just nodded. She fished in her purse and passed me a tiny redpill. It said "Midol." The significance of this woman plainlyassuming that I was experiencing an ordinary female condition justhit me. Then, a second later, the realization of. Should have asked her if she'd like to meet up for a drink.Funnily enough, Lady Luck smiled on my shyness and gave me another chance. I saw Sian outside the Union the next evening on my way back home."Hi, Jon, how's it going?" Not good. I dropped a flask this morning and messed up the whole experiment. Malcolm was very good about it, but I was mad at myself for letting him down. Fancy a beer to help me drown my sorrows?" Yes, but it's my round this time. You bought the last one." Okay, where do. I remember in that horrendous week afterSusie's death, when I was feeling lost and in a state of despair Emmaactually came to my home clearly upset hearing about it. On that day shespoke to my older brother as I was dealing with the grief in my bedroom,he reassured her the dog didn't suffer and was put to sleep which istrue though she did suffer from cancer a bit before her last visit tothe vet.Anyway on that fateful walk two weeks ago, the dog she was walking was aYorkie, it was super friendly. "I moved the surveillance to the CHP office Mike was from and noticed no activity though the parking lot was full of RV's. Well, they will be on their way soon, I thought. I let Mike know to stop by and make sure they head out tonight. I scanned around the area and saw very little activity, just a few cars on the freeway headed north.I went back to the cafeteria to have an early lunch; I had a lot to do before the meeting tonight.Afterwards I headed back to my office and I worked on the.