The late-November wind cut through him as he ripped the posters down. Somebody in a passing car whistled. Scott grinned, he was barefoot and wearing o...ly a pair of running shorts – on Main Street.He looked at the posters. They were promoting a 'battle of the bands' contest at one of the popular downtown clubs. He squeezed the paper into a ball, but had nowhere to get rid of it.He retraced his steps to the kitchen and hunted for a wastebasket. He opened all the cabinets and searched the walk-in. Long day," Mike said, heading up the back staircase leading to the upper level."Okay, dear, you have a good night," his Mom called out after him."See ya' in the morning, Killer," yelled his uncle.Mike waved behind him and headed upstairs to his room.Once there, he shut the door behind him and threw his books into the corner. He sat in his leather recliner and thought about the day. Uncle Jim screwing Mom. Dad out of town. How can I use this? He thought about his Mom's slender body and how sexy. She couldn’t commute from home, it was an eight-hour drive away. Wouldn’t do much good to stay in class if she couldn’t eat or sleep. No, her college career was done. She hoarsely croaked out an insincere thanks to Dean Skinner and tried to maintain her dignity as she left the office. The tears came as she stalked across campus to her dorm, making her eyes red and her skin blotchy. The door to her room was open when she got there. Great. People. She’d hoped it would at least be empty so she. Good to the last drop! She thought of getting room service to send up something, but caught herself in the last moment, remembering the hotel was so cheap that it didn't have room service of any sort. The radio still playing songs that Shannon never heard of or bother to listen to, she normally would listen to all news radio stations in the morning back in Harvard. Then the song came on, and it got colder in the room. "Here with me" Dido, from No Angel(1999) (Theme Song from WB Network show.