She will need it tonight. "?On either side of the front doors are mirrors or? Estelle turns to check her appearance, makes some?minor adjustments, the... turns to Nikki. She smoothes down her skirts, tightens the belt and moves it a little, tugs at her hair and hastily reapplies some lipstick.Nikki looks into the mirror as Estelle adjusts and pouts at herself.The hallway is tiled and their heels echo on the ceramic as they walk to the stairs and then are muffled by the thick carpet on the ascent.. " 'Night."He snapped the phone shut and stared at the ceiling. He was glad to talk to her, but sometimes all the phone calls did was remind him that she was a few hundred miles away. With a grunt, he sat up and stripped out of the rest of his clothes, then lay back down and turned out the light. A few hundred miles away was not as good as next to him.x-x-x-xRyan downed the soda she'd ordered at the bar. They were in Hartford, Connecticut. She felt the stage fright creeping up but ignored it.. I was going to devote no more time to the issue unless there were complaints.The first thing I did once I got in to the office was pull up the video of yesterdays cafeteria fight and pull all the id numbers of all the people in there except the 10 males involved in the fight. All the students and factuality that were there I sent an e-mail to be in the cafeteria at 12 noon sharp. That was the agreed upon time that Roseanne was to publically apologize to Corry for the bitch slap she had. But there was something strange: all of her books were by female authors, or biographies of women's lives. So I went to my room, and pulled out my favorite book. It was a story of a college quarterback, who comes struggles, but then comes through in the big game. I opened to my favorite chapter, used the bookmark, and dug in. I was suddenly in the open air stadium. I could feel the chill October wind. The fans were going crazy, yelling and screaming. The band was playing the fight song..