A woman of uncertain age but likely in her forties stood on a smallknoll observing the ceremony under the shade of one of the fewremaining healthy Elm... in England. She was stylishly dressed in Diorand Louboutin. A black suit consisting of a knee-length tight pencilskirt with a kick pleat clung to her buttocks and thighs; the equallytight jacket over a white satin blouse delineated a modest but pertdecolletage. Her blonde hair was exquisitely coiffed, ironedstraight, the nape rested on her. ‘This really is a lovely vehicle.’ Hayden said indeed and instructed her how to change the seat positions to suit. He then closed the passenger door. ‘Get in.’ she said, finding the passenger window control to wind it down to instruct him. ‘No Darby. This is your chance. If you don’t trust me… if you think I’m Jack the Ripper, drive off and abandoned the car somewhere.’ Darby came close to panicking. ‘No… no you can’t do this to me. I trust you.’ Grinning Darby climbed in and began her driving. Alicia glared at her, thenstuck her tongue out at her as she said down. I glanced over at Robin whowas carefully wiping tears out of her eyes from laughing so hard. Icouldn't help but admire how strong she had been, when she saw me lookingat her, she smiled softly at me and I readily returned one of my own.Holly had been watching our exchange and asked, "So what the hell isgoing on with you four?" For a few brief seconds the four of us probablyhad the proverbial kid caught with their hands in. It turned out that nothing Van said was true. He wasn't dumb. He was athletic but wasn't a jock. He loved his girlfriend, who from Bobby's description was no air head. And he wouldn't be seduced. He was the first boy she couldn't get into her bed that she'd wanted there.But the biggest surprise to Julie had been how caring Bobby had been with her. He gently rebuffed her sexual advances, but still welcomed her as a friend. This was a completely new phenomenon for her. In her experience, males.