Out on the dance floor she danced to a fast song then came back. No sooner was she back then another guy asked her to dance. Soon she had danced with ...ive or six different guys. They were all nice, however, there were two who seemed particularly nice. They seemed to be friends.Both men were tall, with dark good looks. In fact, they looked a lot alike.Tim watched as most of the other guys faded away, looking for other women. When he looked around he saw that the club was almost filled with of. It was after sunset and the river breeze was most welcome.A cute little blonde in a black and white uniform gave me a fresh beer and I walked out onto the terrace to fully enjoy the breeze. I was alone, so I leaned against the rail and watched the river. The fishermen and boaters were gone for the day, and I was seeing the river as Lewis and Clark might have done in 1805. With a little imagination, one could see the keelboats and canoes. It was very peaceful.I turned to go back into the house. Then one day I woke up and realised I was fast approaching my mid thirties, and life had played a dirty trick on me after all. As it will to you. The girl and the man looked at each other, and Emi detected spiteful amusement in the girl’s smile. Fuck you, she thought. I might have around ten years on you, but I bet I know a few tricks you don’t, Blondie. She could sense Birch’s presence like a solid wall at her back. Comforted by that, and stung by the girl’s hostility, she squared her. Lewis, bullying the press doesn’t work like harassing and intimidating your staff does. My apologies, Damien. I thought that perhaps he would try a more sensible approach. Clearly, he hasn’t caught on that the Fourth Estate can still hold their own and still have jobs to do, even in Trump’s America. I sometimes wonder how Lewis passed his bar exam or even graduated law school. Did you bully the administration into that? Perhaps you’re in the wrong line of work, honey. The incoming Justice.