I have no choice inthe matter, do I?"She smiled, her crooked smile. "No. But trust me anyway."We pulled into the lot, and saw a few kids hanging aro...nd. I scannedthe lot and let out a breath. Kate said, "I don't know anyone either.Good."As we waited for the pizza, she reached into her pocket and dropped atape on the table. "I made this for you," she said, as she pushed itacross the table.I felt embarrassed, having nothing to give. "Thanks. I mean...I didn'tget anything for you. You. She was taken aback that I had written the songs and she liked them."Dad those sound great. A bit like your old band songs, but different. A bit more modern." Thanks Gemma. I haven't written anything for years." You should play them for 'Uncle' Mick and 'Uncle' Nige when they come over on Sunday."I had forgotten all about that. I was still great friends with Mick and Nigel, even all these years later. We all grew up together in this area, went and played our music together, went through the. But the others will get used to you and you won't find it so hard to mix then." You're very nice, Paul, I've always thought that! I'll try and do that in future." And I know I can't dance, Debbie, but I'll have a go at the slow ones, if you want to..." Okay! I'd like that!"They had several slow dances, where he put his arms around her waist and she put hers around him and they talked as they shuffled round. And then, to both of their pleasures, another boy came over to ask her to dance. She. Maybe it was after 10:00 and it was alreadyunderway. Greg knew what he had to do if she did not call. They had use to be lovers, buthad drifted apart but remained friends and sometimes backup for each other. As she satthere wondering and thinking someone came into the room. She was led down the hallback to the main room. Bill Maxwell was there, she could tell even though she was stillblindfolded; there was an air about the room. At first she could understand why theblindfold, but she had.