L. But you can call me ‘E’.”“Nice to meet y’all. Have a good day.”At the next stop, Francis exited the train. This was not his stop, but h... was running a test. Though he was wearing a pair of gray slacks and white button down shirt, his tie was bright lavender and so where his Giorgio Brutini slip-on loafers. He switched away from the guys behind him seeing if one or both would follow. As he walked towards the escalator he looked over his shoulders. There were a few steps behind. Francis. “I was only saying. Keep your shirt on, Sean,” she replied, clearly a bit put out nevertheless.“Sorry, Pen,” I answered earnestly as she really did look annoyed.After an hour in which she went over what her daughter, Kirsty, wanted for her birthday Penny left to pick up her youngest from school, which left me at home alone again and some peace. We do get on, Penny and I, but I also like my peace. But I did feel ashamed at how I’d put my own step-sister down about her going away with me. But. Why did you want to get into medicine?’ ‘For the same reason that you wanted to be a cop, to make a difference, to save people’s lives, although there are times when I feel that we’re wasting our time when we see the same people coming in time after time having been beaten by the same person as before. No-one seems to care enough to do anything about it.’ ‘It’s not that we don’t care, it’s just that in most cases when we think we have enough to prosecute the victim changes his or her story and. What sculptor carved her, and from what stone of the earth itself I thought. She looked at my eyes with that smile, no make up ran, for none had been needed for her. She was beautiful as God Himself created her. She took me up a paved walkway to the front door of what seemed like a town home and she opened the door. Across the darkened entry we walked, past her kitchen, past a dining a room, open doors to two bedrooms to her living room. The windows were open and a breeze blew in, ruffling.