" "Yeah, I gotta agree with Chuck, it sure is different than anythingI've ever seen before, too!" Bob chipped in, hoping to take some of thesting off...of Chuck and also help Chuck feel a little less stressed abouttalking about it. Slightly standing up and extending his hand out for a hand shake,Sammy said, "Hey guys! I'm sorry, but I don't know your names." Thenlooking at Chuck he continued, "I'm assuming you are Chuck right?" Extending his hand out for a handshake, Chuck then replied,. " He apologised. "I couldn't resist it." Jon stuck his own fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. Four doggy heads turned in his direction."How do you do that?" She asked as her knees were getting patted in a come hither gesture to the dog."Just stick them in your mouth and blow. I'll teach you sometime." Where have I heard that before? Line from a movie wasn't it?" Her eyes betrayed nothing, showing only an innocence that the words belied.There was an obvious double entendre there, but. “Hey, kiddo.” An unfamiliar man says from next to you in a chair. He was a thin man with fair skin, jet-black hair, dark red eyes, and was dressed like someone you’d expect to see in a 1920’s gangster film. He had the voice to match too.“What happened? Why am I in the hospital?” You ask, your voice rough.“Here’s the long and short of it, I fucked up.” The man replied. “I was out driving drunk and I t-boned you on your way back home from work.”“Who are you?” Your brow furrowed.“Who I am really. "Laura stood up and went over to Dawn at the window. She put her hand on Dawn's shoulder, unable to keep from touching her. They looked down at saw the Gibsons getting into their brown Mercedes. The car's headlights came on, and they drove off.Dawn turned her face to Laura. "Good news, eh?"Laura took her hand again, drawing her back to the sofa, only a few steps. They sat down as before, but this time Laura took Dawn's face in her hands. Even though they were both quivering inside expectantly,.