Blue and white fear surges through my muscles, sparking along my nerves like electricity across steely, taut cable wires, and rending them into a mill...on slivers under the tensile force. Desperate and terrified, I begin flailing about on my bed. Every muscle in my body contracts, contorts, spasms, flexes, tenses, and finally at once relaxes. My sister continues to talk on her phone as I continue to exist, an unnoticed victim of paralysis. This hauntingly dispassionate scenery will be the last. He hadn't read that portion of the manual because he was car was made years before Bluetooth had been considered."Fine," Regan said, signaling that she was pulling to the side of the freeway. The others behind her were confused but no more than Andy."You drive," she said when she came to a stop."Crap," Andy muttered but he dutifully got out of the passenger side – because Regan had not wasted any time in vacating the driver's side. She held out her hand for her phone when their paths crossed. This interview was very definitely NOT going the way she had anticipated!After her boss had none too expertly opened the bottle and poured them both a glass, spilling a great deal of expensive sparkling wine upon the office's maroon coloured carpet in the process, he leaned back in his chair and laughed in a falsely casual way."Well, my exquisite Veronica! I suppose you wonder what this is all about. I'll come straight to the point. Yesterday, over a drink in the Lamb Tavern, where incidentally. Maria came round that night, she was worrying me a bit because her visits were becoming increasingly more regular and I was concerned that she would upset Ellie and the fact that she was treating my place like a second home, although I did know that after the trip back from Ravenna with Sam in the car he had been a regular visitor to Yvonne’s place and Maria felt like a gooseberry as the light fittings bounced while Sam and Yvonne fucked upstairs, Sonia was still a regular visitor to my place.