I haven't the slightest idea where weare," he said, looking around the deserted area. Once the carheadlights were shut off, the nearest light he coul... see appearedto be miles away. "Simple. This is the beginning of a new suburban housingdevelopment. Out there about half a mile is where the firstbuildings are going up," she said pointing over to her right. It was too dark for him to see what she was pointing at, buthe nodded to imply that he understood, though he didn't. If itwasn't. I hung my head and started to cry. "Stop crying or we'll have to do your makeup all over again." She handed me a tissue. "Blot, don't wipe!" I blotted the tears away as she watched. "I..I, oh hell! I did go to the party dressed as a girl, but? I found out that I liked it so much that I tried it again the next weekend, when everyone was up at the cabin. This time I knew I would have two weeks, so I bought what I thought I would need, and got dressed again today." I had said it, now it was up to. So long as their souls were deeply and darkly tainted, she felt no remorse in killing them. She didn’t see any irregularities in the crowd, only the typically self absorbed mass of people dancing around each other, doing their best to politely pretend like the other doesn’t exist. The dance of life she called it. It wasn’t until she rounded a corner that she noticed something that piqued her interest. She felt the faint hum of strong emotion and tried to focus on the source. She narrowed it. The decision was too much for my almost zombie-like state of directionless thought.I gave up and brewed a pot of coffee in automatic mode and allowed my brain go into pilotless control wishing that same ploy would work for everything else I had to face that day.The refrigerator was a mess of outdated milk and left-overs from only God knew when. I pulled out an uncut loaf of bread and sawed off two sloppy slices of Jewish rye and cooked them up under the broiler in the stove because there was no.