Oh my god. She is leaning on the wall biting her lip, I would strip her down in the hall if there were not little k**s around. She says "You know th...t I love you right, I mean really love you", I agree just thinking that she is being sweet. But she stops me again and says "I don't think you understand, I mean I really love you. More than you know". I ask her, just for shits and grins, "What do you mean more than I know?". She says to me ,now hugging me and looking up at me and also. Angel was not to excited about doing this, but she did do it. We went down 2floors & got out of the elevator. I stayed right at the edge of the elevatorlobby where I could watch her as she knocked on doors. After the 3rd door sheknocked on she got her 1st response. I could not see who answered it or heawhat was being said, but soon she was handed her 1st ice bucket. She broughtit to me & said "that went OK. The guy was a bit thrilled to see me at hisdoor, but he gladly gave me this with no. This person also wore a white robe with a hood. He was standing next to a steel drum labeled SOLUTION 97.1. The drum was open at the top. On the ground near this steel drum was a large black plastic bag filled with white powder. This hooded person stood behind a desk. On the desk was an open box. The hooded person held in his left hand a plastic container of some sort—a container most likely from the box. The container had the words PLAIN FLOUR printed on it. In the hooded person's right hand. Twilight was already giving way to night. He had no idea from day to day if his mother would be home to cook. If she was, she was likely fifteen minutes from setting dinner on the table.Richie did not care. This was more important. He had worked so hard at obeying his father's last directive, but he had no idea if it were enough."Or do I have to help Heather first?" Richie demanded, his gaze drifting up the lamppost as if expecting to see his father's shining presence at the top. "Is that it?.