It will keep changing colors, go to negative instead of positive, all kinds of very special effects to show the girl is having a special dream. How ab...ut it? Will you do it for me, Sandy?" Ed was smiling broadly, his eyes slightly moist to convince them that he was sincere-- even though he wasn't."You mean you want me to be the star of your movie?" Sandy asked incredulously. She was almost sober now, the effects of Ed's startling proposal overcoming the wine she'd drunk. Despite her misgivings,. They both got back to work, but Sean started to notice small things about Candice like the softness of her hands, or the plumpness of her lips. Her hair was a mix of sunshine and strawberries. Her eyes were emerald green with flecks of gold, brown, and blue. He felt like he was seeing her for the first time. He brushed her hair back again, but kept his hands along her face. He leaned in, and kissed her bee-stung, red lips softly, waiting for her to pull back, but she didn’t. He pulled back to. . afraid. I was afraid of what would happen to me." What do you mean?" I asked. "What will happen to you?"Camille pulled into the parking lot at Lake Shore Point. She turned off the ignition and looked at me. "Debbie... my sister... used to have them. She was a nice girl, and I loved her. Those tickets turned her into a monster. She knew that I knew about them, but she made it so that I couldn't talk to anybody else about them." You are talking to me about them," I pointed out."Yes," Camille. She checked her G.P.S, but it told her she was miles away from anywhere of even the smallest importance. Biting her lip, she held back tears of frustration, and concentrated on the car. She turned the key, but it only chugged softly, and died again. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck! She blew out a sigh of exasperation, and wrenched open the car door, undid her seat-belt, and stepped out of the car. Grey smoke was billowing from under the hood, and a large puncture in the front tyre stopped her from.