She could hear him right now—could see the wry smile and the self-mocking finger-wag with which he always accompanied this pronouncement. Christ--wh... had she ever married a philosophy professor?Tomorrow. Tomorrow she would sober up and take care of things. Oh, God…”Take care of things.” She couldn’t stand it…she couldn’t stand it! She felt a shriek welling up inside of her, a scream that would only be the first of many screams…she might never, ever stop…The front door banged open. Then:. He really didn’t want to be there in the sea any more, so he went and sat on a log near the car. That’s when the second thing happened. An older girl in a bikini walked past, right in front of him. There wasn’t really anything unusual about that, until she walked back towards him very shortly afterwards. She stopped right in front of him and asked if he knew of any other toilets in the area. Dom replied that he wasn’t from around there and had no idea where any other toilets were, but as she. Interesting. This is the closest I’ll ever get to touching you again. To seeing your smile, the way your eyes creased whenever you laughed, anything like that. Looking into your eyes in the photo, it finally hit me a few minutes ago that I’ll never see you again. I’ll never get a phone call from you, a joke postcard from you when you go on holidays, I’ll never be in your presence again. Standing over your new grave, photo in hand, looking at your headstone. This is as close as we’ll ever get. . Jeff had grown so tired that he forgot what the early numbers were. He slowly pressed #1. The voice replied You have chosen 1 woman. If this is correct hit 1 if not press 0. Please press now. Okay I'll press 1. To become a blonde press123456789987654321, to become a brunette press 2 to have black hair press 3, to be a redhead press 4, to have an exotic hair color press 5, to be bald press 6. What was that number for blonde? Oh well forget it. I'd rather be a redhead anyway. You have.