After I was done chopping the shit up into a powder, I took a cut straw from my jeans pocket and did a quick like of the shit. Man it fucking burned,...but hey, I like to alternate sometimes. So then I handed him the case, told him to be careful and then do what I just did. So, he did, and then grimaced, handing me the case quickly and holding his nose “Aaaaah! It’s burning!!!”I laughed and said “Oh shit, did I forget to mention that?” So, I let him get over the shock of the burn and let. She owned the condo. Did she know? She collected pictures of herself with powerful people. Did she collect the rent from them as well?Simon. Smart enough. Smarter than all of them. Smarter than me. Simon could manage that kind of money—change its form—put it into the economy under a legitimate guise. Simon was dead; wasn’t he?I went back to sleep.It was better than light the next time I woke up. Something soft and lingering touched my parched lips. Even through the cracked dryness the touch was. They entered thebuilding and were not entirely surprised to find it mostly empty."Why are you walking that way?" said Jessica."What way?" said Josh."You're swishing your hips like a washing machine and walking on your tip-toes." I'm not walking on my--." Josh realized that he was walking like aballerina. "My calves were hurting walking flat-footed. This just fellsmore comfortable. I guess - why are you looking at me like that?" Your breasts, they're bigger," said Jessica.Josh pulled off his. Noelle had always had amazing, cloudy green eyes. Many times, Violet had told her that she would one day knock men dead with those eyes.If I hadn't known Noelle for as long as I did, I would have thought she was trying to seduce me. But, it wasn't in her nature. She had always been sweet and earnest and direct. When she'd had her crush on me at sixteen, she'd put it all out there. As gentle as my rejection had been, I could only imagine how much it had hurt to hear it.After Noelle passed, I.