“Just checking in on you.” “Hey Mom,” I said. “We’re fine.” “Are you sure?” she said, suspicious. “You sound out of breath... You didn’t run home at the last minute, did you?” “No, we’ve been here for an hour or so,” I said, and my voice sounded high-pitched and panicky even to me. “You just caught me in the middle of trying on a new skirt, and I tripped trying to get to the phone, that’s all.” I could tell she didn’t quite buy it, but there was no way in hell I was going to tell. I need to know when you see the landing lights, the flashing, sequential lights on the centerline of the runway which begin around 2,000 feet out from the landing threshold—just say, ‘lights’. I’ll have a couple of seconds to go visual before you say, ‘field in sight’—and that has to mean that you see a runway in front of us—not just a vague indication of the earth. At 200 feet above the ground, I’ve got to execute the missed approach and go around for another shot—I don’t want to do that. Are. " she shuddered and giggled. "God it was so intense, incredible." I bet you've diddled yourself a few times thinking about it since though haven't you?" Sammy laughed and Tara giggled with her."No, not really, I just ring Tiffany up and get her to do it for me." Sammy's mouth dropped open."You mean you're, you know, a lesbian?" Oh God no Sammy, I suppose you'd say I was bi, but believe me, if you saw Tiffany, you'd understand what I mean, she's gorgeous." This reminds me of our earlier. “No… I’m sorry…” The whole awful scene replayed itself in Rosa’s mind almost nightly, as if it were a movie that she just couldn’t walk away from. The call from Jimmy. Waiting for him to come home. The deputy at the door. Identify- ing the body. The funeral. Even after more than a year, the nightmare was still as vivid as if it had happened yesterday. The doctor had given her some pills…Klonopin, he called them…to help her with the.