It was definitely the real McCoy! She had never, in her wildest dreams, thought she would ever own a coat as expensive as this. She hurried over to th... full length mirror, and slipped it on. -oOo- ‘Arnie, darling, it’s the most beautiful gift anyone has ever bought me!’ Alicia gushed, as she walked back into the library, wearing her new coat. As he looked up from the paperwork on his desk, she did a quick, theatrical twirl, clutching the fur about herself. The fur coat reached down to about mid. Anyway, it was late one Saturday Night. 10 PM I think. I was working on the latest chapter of Dark Bat. The only issue was that….I wasn’t getting anywhere. Writer’s Block is a b****. This is something I struggled with when I first started the series but I quickly figured out a way to get through it. It was a strange ritual but it was one that worked. Standing up from my computer, I went to a locked room in my apartment. After unlocking the door, I stepped in, closed the door, relocked it and. Uh..." Yes?" You... uh... eating in the kitchen?" Yes, I am." I... I'll eat at the table too tonight. If... if that's okay." All right. I won't get a tray out." Jean moved to check the potatoes. They were done. "It'll be a few more minutes."*He forked a piece of chicken into his mouth. Her good side was towards him as usual. She looked across the table to the empty chair for the most part. "This chicken is really good." It was. She made great meals. He realized he should have told her that a. About twenty minutes later Detective Wilson walked in with a man that he introduced to Assistant District Attorney Steve Carson. Detective Wilson sat next to me as the ADA went to the front of the court sitting at the right table. Several minutes later all six defendants came in the court room from a side door and say sat the opposite table. The girls stared straight ahead but Josh and Darren couldn’t help looking over their shoulder and smirk at me. Then through the main doors came Chrissy.