This quiet, reticent woman seemed to somehow come alive on the dance floor. Those eyes which seemed so intense yet distant otherwise, took on a certai... playfulness. Her curly brown hair framed a face which began to reveal a newfound joy. It was as if someone had taken a key and unlocked a cell door which had been imprisoning her very soul. As we moved around the dance floor, our movements locked in rhythm. It was as if time stood still as this otherwise reserved woman seemed to somehow come. Alas, nothing was seen but trees and ground. In the back, Matt and Paul were leaning against the sides of the cabin on opposite sides, their headsets on their heads, their legs stretched out as far as was possible (which wasn't very far at all). They had both long-since gotten over the worst of their fears of flying, so often had then done it in the past two weeks. Especially since Brett had put the helicopter through a complete maintenance routine with the supplies taken from the airport and. " “What are you doing, still working?” “Yes, I’m still working. I’m still a secretary for an accounting firm here in M…d”. “Are you married? To that guy you were seeing, what’s his name, Phil?” “I’m sort of married, and yes, to Phil, but it’s complicated”. “Would you like to talk? We always had such good times just talking”. “Yes, I’d love that, but I guess you’re busy”. “Well, just by chance, I’m killing time here. The guy I was supposed to meet can’t make it, so I have a little time. Why. .. Do... I... know you?" He asked, while looking at her confusedly."What the... did you hit your head or something? Isaac... it's me Jen... your sister... helloooooo?" She said to him mockingly.He just froze there with his mouth half open, he couldn't believe that his sister, his little sister, would grow up to be this gorgeous, and hot..."Isaac!!!" She poked at his chest with her delicate finger.He shook his head to clear his mind and then looked at her, then gave her the warmest smile he.