Ashes and black bones and burnt up promises.” Silmaria had no words for that. They ate in silence neither uncomfortable nor wholly companionable. No... that they had settled in for the night, they simply had no energy left for conversation. Instead, they ate slowly and thoroughly, savoring every bit of the meager meal, knowing their next may be even smaller, and the one after that miniscule indeed. After the meal, they laid out their sleeping rolls and laid down for the night. Once again they. One of the men came over to Gerald and asked him if they could talk. He told Mary and Janna that he would be back in a little while, that they should mingle. A waiter walked by with a tray full of champagne glass and offered them each one. They both took one and stood for a moment. A man and woman came over to them and started talking asking questions about their career, who they had modeled for, etc. Most of it was boring talk that usually went on at parties of this sort, which they found out. Carlton?’ a dark, strong voice asked. I turned around and saw a nicely dressed man approaching me. ‘I’m Ben, from Sanderson & Sons.’ I shook his hand and answered ‘Very nice to meet you’ and then added ‘Call me Susan!’ The elevators in my building aren’t small, but Ben – who wasn’t either extremely wide or very much taller than I am – seemed to fill the space with his presence to the point that I almost couldn’t breathe. Or maybe I just had to stop breathing to prevent myself from sniffing. A watched in fascination as the 2 ladies eased onto a comfortable chat about lingerie, clothes, shoes and how sexy stockings and suspenders were. The waiter cleared their main plates away and returned with the desert menu, everyone decided they were fairly content and would just like an aperitif, the drinks arrived and as they all relaxed further, A noticed the distance between the 2 ladies had become considerably narrower, K and C both looked directly at A as the nestled closer together, their.