I guess you saw me too."Again I nodded a yes."I almost waved for you to come up, but at the last second I chickened out." Why?"She looked like she was...trying to make up her mind about something."It's a long story and not a very pretty one. What are you doing for dinner tonight?"I shrugged, "Work here until I finish my project. Catch a bite on the way home."She said, "Would you have dinner with me tonight at my place? I'm a pretty good cook."I was torn. On the one hand I wanted to scream out "Oh. He didn't see Julie all summer -- she was at home for an internship at her father's company -- but they'd managed to talk on the phone a few times. By the time fall rolled around, they were glad to see each other again. New York can be great fun for a kid with a girlfriend, even if he didn't have much money. Together, they'd done a lot of the fun things there are to do in the city: caught some great shows, visited some of the exotic clubs, and had a good time. And, slowly, along the way they. " In the Lush shopJusty entered the empty shop with some trepidation - the normally inviting scents and colours now looking rather threatening in the near darkness. The door slid closed behind her and suddenly Rosie was dragging her by the metal bracelets towards the rear of the shop.As they passed the gleaming hand washing bowls, Justy tried to back away, only seeing the bizarre image of her red hair floating on the surface as Rosie held her face underwater. They entered something like a. Would he be early? Late? Hey! Maybe Robin wouldn’t even show up. For all she knew, he might have forgotten entirely all about the arrangement made a week ago and she’d been agonizing for days for absolutely nothing. This whole stupid, STUPID thing had started with that damned cookbook his wife wanted. Apparently Jennifer had tried some banana bread at a party and became enraptured by the recipe. Their hostess mentioned it was from an out-of-print Paul Prudhomme cookbook, and Jen latched on to.