"Charlie said staring down at the exposed skin of his chest, "I'm just notused to it I suppose."Vicky smiled as she watched her new sister fidget with...the small blackbowtie on the top of her head, her little antenna's wobbling cutely, "Atleast you're walking better in those knee high boots," Vicky saidencouragingly.Charlie nodded as he stared at his fishnet stocking clad legs, his blackkneed 3 inch high boots clicking on the hardwood floor, "Thanks...Iguess..." he mumbled as turned to face his. "None taken; but it was hardly singlehandedly and I didn't get them all,"she replied flippantly."Whatever the fuck... go and see your old girlfriend and make nice and getout the story we want, not some bullshit they made up around a fewrumours," he said to Silvia."Also I wanna see you outside, alone." Gary opened the door and waitedfor Silvia to exit and he followed her and closed the door behind them."How's she doin'?" Gary chewed a fingernail."How is who doing?" Silvia stared at him, still. " Sorry to hear that," I grumbled.She slid her arms around my waist. "Honey Gloria wants to talk to you."I laughed. "Forget that shit, but seeing as how we are talking abouther, you can be honest now, did you sleep with her?"The fact she couldn't hold my eyes gave me the answer. "No not like youthink. I didn't sleep with her until after we broke up." Was she worth it?"Her grip tightened and she sighed. "I wouldn't have done it if we werestill together. I would never cheat on you I promise I. It was a cool September day, the leaves had just began to fall upon the ground. I walked up a grassy hill leading to a cemetery plot surrounded by well wishers. I stood stonefaced as the polished Cherrywood casket was lowered into the ground, the priest began to speak but his words fell upon my ears as mere mumbles. My gaze shifted to the carefully chiselled Marble headstone. "Here lies Jason Brewster, beloved son and brother. 1984-2005"After the service I picked up a handful of dirt and tossed.