”“And who are you representing?” He demanded“Room 2204.” Jane replied smiling, not looking at Andrew or Helena.He continued “We have a mot...on on the floor please vote, if you were in attendance to the last AGM?”No one voted. He looked lost. None of his cohorts wanted to say anything in front of a solicitor.Moody then stated “As there are no written contenders to the current positions the current owners are re-elected to their positions.”Andrew asked “As an owners representative, can I see the. “Angel, can Uncle Joe please get a real good look at you?” he asked and began to unbutton my blouse. I was stunned by this and quickly looked over at my foster mother who smiled, turned her head to one side and said very softly to me, “It’s okay baby let him see how beautiful you are.” I was stunned both parents were wanting me to be seen by the Uncle I had just met, and to my horror my foster dad continued pulling at my clothing, getting my blouse unbuttoned then lowering it off my shoulders. Perfect, it’s now or never.“Jen, there’s something I have been meaning to talk to you about.” I said softly, reaching over and touching her hand.“Yea, me too.” she replied looking into my eyes.“Oh, well, you want to go first?” I asked, surprised.“No, you go ahead Jeff.” she answered.I thought one last time, making sure I knew what I was going to say.“Jen, these past few months I have spent with you have been special. After I lost Susan, I thought that part of my life was over. But then you came. It was dark in the arcade, a contrast to the bright lighting of the bookstore. The only lighting came from the lights above the doorways of the preview booths - white if a movie was playing - red if not. As his eyes became accustomed to the darkness, the black man noticed three or four men lurking in the corridor. He ignored them and began checking the booths with the white lights. The white lights meant that either the booth was occupied, or had been vacated while a movie was still in.