The bills were mounting and he was trying to get a good estimate to deliver to the Chief later that week. The accountants would go over the bills and ...enerate a detailed report. He just had to get the receipts organized for them.The fire had been a major mess. The building was old and had survived based on grandfather clauses in the building codes. The stairwells had lights, but they had failed shortly after the fire had started. There hadn’t been an automated sprinkling system that might have. Lisa looked real good, but honestly, she would have looked nice in just about anything. I kind of envied her that and for maybe the first time in my life I started wondering what I'd look like when I was fully grown. I thought it would be sorta cool to look like Lisa, since I had to be a girl and all. Actually, it would be extremely cool, truth be told."Hey!" Steve looked at the bed. "That's a good idea!" No! We gotta go," Lisa giggled. "Mom's waiting, remember?"Steve probably would have been. I walked to my mother's dresser and looked through her socks. I foundwhat I was looking for, a pair of white socks with a thin black pipingon the top, but each had a cute pair of black fuzz-balls hanging on theback. I slid the ankle socks on and looked in the mirror. They hid thefootstraps of the stretch pants and seemed as if they were made for theoutfit. I went into my room and grabbed my sneakers and sat on the bed.Crossing one leg I bent and put that shoe on. Watching in my closetdoor. ’ Harry reasoned that Saskia was old enough to rent a flat and not as young as he thought. ‘I need your bathroom.’ Saskia shown him the way and left him to it as she tried to be sociable by making coffee in the kitchen. Harry looked into the mirror and saw the extent of his injuries. One tooth missing and a very swollen bottom lip and tongue. He washed out his mouth with tepid water from the tap and then washed his face, discovering that his jaw ached like hell. Coffee was not what he wanted..