Is that it?”Catherine shook her head. “Your father is very proud ofyou. You make excellent grades and you stay out oftrouble. He just want... me to tweak your social skills.”Tommy frowned and studied his shoes for a few seconds.This wouldn’t be so bad, he decided. He stood andwalked over to Catherine. He took her hand, bowed overit and gave it a loud smacking kiss. “Madam,” he said,“I am ready to be tweaked. Where do we start?”She laughed and wiped. Formerly populated areas anyway, now they would just be heavily zombie infested areas. I saw a sign for a State Park, and pulled in. The Savage Ms. Tiger jumped down before I could get out, and put down a few zombies.I walked into the ranger station sword in hand, and snicker-snacked two weak and scrawny looking zombies in stinky uniforms who had been trapped inside, unable to decipher the doorknob, and picked up some maps. Meanwhile, Ms. Tiger was getting a cool drink from a nearby creek. It. She understood my intention but didn’t showcase that on her face. She just blushed and said, “thank you”.I asked her about her gym time so that even I can adjust my timings accordingly and come at the same time.She told she will be coming around 6 in the evening after her work.We left for the day.Later on, we are meeting at the gym regularly and in no time she became a very good friend. We exchanged our numbers.We started to go out for parties and lunch when we are free.After I became very. The roof was made of tiles and there were small lush gardens surrounding the whole house. But it seemed to fit her. It was elegant and beautiful. We walked down a winding cobblestone path to the door and she fumbled with her keys. Her fumbling was the only sign that she was as nervous as I was. As she pushed the door open she reached not for a light switch, but for a book of matches. With apparent ease, she lit small clusters of candles from the entryway to the bedroom. Each bundle of candles.