. sure." He furrowed his brow, anticipating her next question, so he decided to answer it. "I think that's different because I don't see Jen as a thre...t." But Will is?" Will's too close to, well, being me. Jen's just too different." That she is." Besides," he admitted, setting his coffee down and sliding next to her on the bed, "like most heterosexual males, I find the idea of two women together hot. Really hot." Good." She put her arm around him and hugged him."Is that what you two have. Sarah was red, too, a red like the curtains in an old theatre except not dusty. I could understand that she and Yussef could make beautiful chords together. Yasmine was more yellow, but she was still young. Sound of cats making small pleased sounds but not purring. They slept in my room, in the bed. I slept in the fake leather couch. This was acceptable because Yussef had said I was his brother and thus family. This made me very proud, and very happy. I never had a brother before. I squared. "Night off, Dad?" he asked.William Cook was an older version of his son, but taller. Just over six feet tall, he was a wiry blonde, now with some lighter silvery strands in his still-thick hair."Likely to be a few more nights off, I reckon," his father answered Simon, pessimistically. "The factory's slowing right down. There's talk of redundancies."Simon was now worried. His parents had some savings, yes, he knew that — but that wouldn't last long if his father lost his job."Oh, don't worry. When she got tired of her, she would go to the country to. No loose ends.Barbara put the pistol in her ample coat pocket, and left the office. She never saw the video from the last few days of that week. If she had, she might have changed her mind, or perhaps not. It was well after 8:30 when she left her office to drive over to the hospital.Roger woke early on Sunday morning. There were preparations to be made. He got Nurse Debbie up and moving. He had her check everything to insure it looked.