"Can you get me ajob?"This time it was my turn to laugh. I hadn't expected to have anyconversations like this when I came back, but Katy seemed to be ...avingfun so I let it continue."Probably not," I told the girl, which caused her to frown. "But maybe Ican get you guys tickets to a concert sometime or something."All of the girls started screaming about that possibility! I just smiledat them as the discussion then turned to how cool a night out at a SarahCarerra concert would be. I caught Katy's. “You can call me Abby,” she said and tucked her hair behind her ear, exposing the side of her face and an exquisite cheekbone. That simple gesture struck him as extremely feminine. “My name is John,” he said, staring at her bare left shoulder. “Do you mind staying with me for a while? It’s nice to have someone to talk to.” He noticed that her right arm was casted at a 90 degree angle to her body, with her elbow bent at the same angle. “Great. I’m bored too. Your car is not very talkative.”. I sit on the front steps with my arms resting on my knees, finding a little shelter from the monsoonal weather under this tiny porch. I decide to sit and wait out the rain before I make the trek back to get my keys. After about 20 minutes, It hasn’t even slowed down. My stomach rumbles with hunger and I decide to head back. I start to sprint down the drive way completely soaked to the bone. As I make it to the sidewalk, out of the corner of my eye I see my neighbor, Allison, waving at me from. Is that understood?" She whimpered with embarrassment as her cheeks flushed a bright red, only managing a nod in response to his request. The fist around her hair pulled back harder, more painfully as he chided, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that." "Yes, Sir," she said in a half yelp. They paused, and their breathing became shallower as they heard footsteps outside the chamber opposite to them. The priest entered his side and turned towards the grille separating the two parties. "What brings.