Folks who came in looking for a mattress, were looking for a mattress. I would basically take the order. Most of the time it was kind of quiet. I gues... it was the fact that it was quiet, is the reason the store went out of business.”Betsy said, “That would be a safe bet.”“Yeah.”“Sherry, tell us a bit about yourself,” Betsy said.“My ex-husband was a drunk. He killed a family in a car accident, and now he’s in jail. I divorced him, and came to Hawaii on vacation. I loved it here so much, that I. There were two bedrooms that he hadn’t cleaned yet, although his tools and son’s bike were stored in one of them. After changing into jeans and a work shirt, he went to work. For the next couple of hours he picked up the trash and put it into the plastic trash bags, swept floors and cleaned the windows. When he took a break after scrubbing down the first bedroom, he heard the unmistakable sound of Abe’s scooter coming down the street. He went to the front door and waved to Abe.Surprised to see. A warm glow began to grow within me; a glow of excitement I recognised but had not felt for many years.The feeling of deep unease began to grow but not because of what Neil was doing; rather it was driven by what I began to fear I might do myself.“Neil please! We’d better go back,” I mumbled into his mouth.“Do you want to go back Mel?”“N.. Not really!” I relied, horrified at what I had just said.“Neither do I,” he smiled. “Its just a bit of fun after all.”“Fun?”“If anyone needs a bit of fun. "I guess the way I said that it was like someone issuing a death sentence. She stared at me for a few seconds and then said, "So that means I'm promoted to the executive secretary for the new boss, right? So, does that come with a good raise?" Her voice was full of glee as she said that."I guess so, but I wouldn't count on that. I need you to get me Charlie Goodall on the phone. Maybe he can recommend someone for this job, and I can go back to work in the field."Charlie owned Goodall.