"unless you rather stay up and talk that is" he added. "that sounds nice" she said, wiping off the last tear and letting the smile stay. "I want somet...ing to drink and a snack, how about getting something?" he asked, knowing the gas station having 24/7 service. "i still don't have money, but I will follow you there" she said. "but first, I want to know your name" "I am simon" he said with a big smile on his face, he was a fit guy and it showed even though he had a loose fitted shirt, he had. But I'd never been around a woman like Saeyong before. She was tiny. And she moved differently. I can't quite describe it and I realize I probably sound like a redneck myself, but just the way she moved seemed Oriental. I shook my head and said to myself, don't be a doofus. But the thought was there.She had an omelet started when she turned to me and asked, "Did you sleep well?" Yes. Perfectly." I paused and then asked, "I like your accent. Where are you from?"She looked startled and then. ..She'd studied herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom, deciding that her body was still pretty good: slim waisted, full breasts, nice legs ... she'd smoothed her hands over her body, turning and looking over her shoulder at her bottom, and smoothed that too...Mark was in the kitchen doing his homework, and she'd giggled as an idea had occurred to her, and she ran down stairs and into the kitchen.'I can't find that red sweater of mine — I've looked everywhere! Have you seen it,. Shedidn't totally drop the subject, however. Cheryl mentioned this to hermother and Leigh. Both of them acknowledged that they too noticedsomething different, since her return from Colorado but they couldn'tfigure out what was different.------Beth continued to help her dad with research on his book. One of theperiodicals he assigned her to research was the Wall Street Journal.Beth never read the journal. To her it was a boring paper about stocksand other business things.Next to the article.