Lily. She makes life interesting.”“She makes death interesting, too.”“Glad to know you didn’t break your sense of humor when you went throug... that wall.” To be honest, he wasn’t even sure he had heard her crack a joke before.“It’s deadpan humor.” One side of her lips twitched into a brief smile.“Was that ... a zombie joke?”“It’s either laugh or scream. I’m lying on your bed with a broken neck, trying not to freak out a little, so if you don’t mind?”“Right, sorry.” He got off the bed and. This was a completely unexpected development. I got up and walked over to Len's office."Len, can you spare me some time to interview a candidate for Barry's sales position tomorrow afternoon." Sure. About what time?" Three o'clock if I don't get too involved with my interview." Fine. I'll be here," he smiled.I walked back out onto the floor of our showroom. It wasn't terribly busy, but I knew from experience that this was normal for a Wednesday afternoon. I had three sales people on at present,. The men all walked around to the back of the pool, and started taking measurements and what not, and I went to lay down on one of the patio recliners sitting by the water. I was already completely dry and the sun was quite warm beating down on my smooth white skin. I turned over to lie on my stomach, and undid the back of my top to avoid tan lines. I opened my eyes for a moment, and noticed a couple of the men gawking in my direction, and talking back and forth. I dismissed it, and lay there. I wanted to get her a couple of suits because I had a pool at my house and knew she would enjoy doing that. I let her pick out the suits, which she then modeled for me. They were both two-piece, French-cut heart stoppers.Finally we took everything to the car and all the bags and boxes barely fit in the trunk. We got them in and I said one more stop and we can go home. Cindy looked puzzled until I said, "We both need a haircut."Cindy said, "Your hair looks fine, Jim. My hair is a mess though." I.