’ ‘No, I believe I can trace it to a different source. I believe you are nervous as hell. We had been talking more than we had been touching. You ...ave been saying things to keep me from approaching you. You have tried to keep me off balance, and to keep me hostile. I just realized it a very short time ago, when you said, ‘I was no fun.’ I realized our whole evening was based on confrontation, instead of communication. That is not the Patricia I know and love. If you want to wait until we get. Fuck! I’m gonna ruin it already. “How are you doing?” she repeated. Her lips were moist. “Good, my name is Josh. Yours?” “Lillian, but just call me Lily.” The name of an angel. So far so good. “You just moved here?” I asked. She looked around at the new property. It was a two-story town home with white paneling and the basic shingle roof, but it was cute with its rose bushes, oak trees, and brand new wooden fencing around the back. “Yep, I moved down from New York,” Lily stated. The breeze. I’m going to have him sketch some plans and do at least one rendering. We’ll plan to meet with you in two weeks. After you review and approve a sketch, I’ll have him build a scale model and draft blueprints. Since it is going to be an integral part of the action, I’d like to have it ready to work with when you start rehearsing. The bed and backdrop we can do afterward.”“Thanks, Jim. Richard, coordinate the appointment with Jim and Tom in two weeks. Check Traci’s schedule and see if she can make. She reached in her handbag and took out a small slip of paper. She was on the right street and the address was just a block away. Helen dialed a number on her cell phone. “It’s me ?”, she said rather tersely“I’m just a few minutes away”, she added this time practically whisperingAfter making sure nobody was on the sidewalk, she got out of the car and quickly walked down towards some tenement houses half-a-block away. She was mad at herself for wearing high heels which made a noise on the cement.