«»What do you want?«»Talk to you, to begin with.«»About what?«»You.«»Oh, yeah?« This time she blew the smoke directly into the face of the ...oman in front of her.»Yeah. Really. And if you want, you can put out that cigarette on me as well. But not on my hand.«Now, a trace of interest washed over the face of the woman in the dress.»What’s your name?« the woman in the pantsuit asked. She did so with unintended sharpness.»Sharon.« she answered a little too quickly for her liking, »And what might be. "And there she does it again, making me lose my thread."Sandra listen, you're very sweet, and I'm sure your mum is nice too. But I've been my own man for a long time now. And even if I wanted, we would still have to wait. You still have some growing to do Sandra."Now she's hurt and her hand who until then has flirted with my tummy suddenly stops. "You're free to leave whenever you want. " she tells me with the utmost dignity. "and I'm sorry if my age offends you." Then she reconsiders."I still. I ordered a burger, fries, and a tonic. Beth ordered a salad. Not much had been said since we left Beth’s house. The server had just delivered our dinner when I asked, “So what did you want to talk about?”Beth leaned forward and kept her voice low, “I consider you a friend, and I think I can trust you. I want to ask you a favor. If you say no, that’s okay. But I need you to promise you won’t say anything to Emily or Greg. Not anyone, not ever, or I swear I will castrate you.”I will have to say. He saw how hard they had to work.Those who can't do, teach. Those who can't teach, teach teachers. Utter bullshit.Bad luck comes in bunches or maybe we make our luck. The second day back Paul heard the George James was going to kick his ass. George wasn't really a bully. There was just something wrong with him. He liked to fight. He would fixate on someone and talk about them until they finally fought him. It didn't matter to George if they were larger than he was or even if he won. He seemed.