I find a whole drawer full of tubes on the right handside and pick one out. Wow, that's red! I'm just about to put it onwhenI stop--What am I doing?I ...it back and look at myself in the dressing table mirror. I lookaround the room and shiver. Here I am, sitting at Mrs. Feyla's dressingtable, wearing her lingerie, and putting on her makeup! I look at thelipstick. It actually has a lip-shaped indentation on it where sheapplied it to her own lips. Oh god... the last person to use thislipstick *was*. Her trenchcoat had been unbuttoned in order that her body would be properly displayed when she met him. Her heels were abnormally loud on the concrete paving stone and seemed even louder to her in her overwrought nervous state once she’d reached his garden path.Scott had been indoors watching TV when he’d heard the brass of the door knocker bang 3 times on his door. He was half way through his third can and was watching the football in a medium state of excitement. The knock had irritated him. On the last day, the tired old argument seemed more passionate than usual, and it raged furiously until the lights went out. After the lights clicked back on, several regulars began arguing instead about when was the last time the diner had gone dark. The vote was three to two in favor of four winters back, but no one could remember why it had happened or for how long it had lasted.It was another night like all the rest at the old diner. Nothing was ever new and nothing ever changed.If asked,. The women were laughing, joking and having a good time. As the only male in the room, I was singled out for special treatment, and was 'forced' to taste everything. Sometimes repeatedly, when I cunningly said I wasn't sure what I thought.Mostly they were cooking sauces, so Vanessa and Mom could divide them up and keep them in their fridges or freezers until needed. There was some bulky food though, what Gina had been making when I'd left, so that was mostly what I ate.It didn't take Majella.