“That was fucking amazing” she said as she piled the remaining food on her plate and finished that as well. I said, “For such a tiny thing you ...an sure pack it away little girl.” “I couldn’t help it. It tasted so good and I was so hungry, thank you again.” When I finished she told me to relax while she cleaned up. “I can’t stand a mess in my kitchen and there’s no way I’m letting you wash dishes stud.”“A woman after my own heart” I said. I relaxed in my chair and admired the view as she. The young man leads you down the hall. You have mixed feelings: the fear of the unknown; excitement of the new adventure. You wonder what another night with Lillian would be like. He turns down another hall and stops outside another ornate door, different, but still beautifully hand carved like the other. He opens the door for you. The room is huge bigger then you have ever seen, with high ceilings and a king-size four poster bed. There is a lounge and a massive wide screen TV, all you’d need. ‘Your daughter’s window isn’t the only window that has been visited. Who sleeps in the room with the Orlando Bloom posters?’ the officer asked. Melanie shivered. ‘My sister, Leigh,’ she answered. ‘He was outside her room?’ Melanie asked. The officer nodded. ‘We’re taking samples, and we’re also going to station an officer to watch the house,’ he answered. Melanie shook her head. ‘You’ll disrupt the kid’s habits,’ Melanie protested. Jason squeezed Melanie’s hand. ‘Don’t let them get too close. Heck, my girlfriend/fiancee, Jennifer (we all remember her, right, kiddies? Right, andri? LOL) loved brookie, too. Even andri loved brookie. And brookie sincerely loved you all, right back. She is, was and will always be a really great kid. A really great person to have as a friend. She’s the kind of Friend that you want to do your best around–want to BE your best because you know that she’ll be her best! Just to see her smile… Oh, my God, just to be the recipient of one of her smiles… It’s.