He and Ron would meet the truck bringing the furniture for their units. They were in home decor store when Kirby disgruntled. Asking what was wrong, H...len was told about a guy near them that Kirby knew. Finding out that he was a supposed stud and bragged belittling Kirby she whispered, “Karma”. To get “his” attention, she grabbed Kirby's arm saying loudly “Darling, I know this is expensive but if you like it's yours”. The guy reacted, then slowly went around the aisle to face them, hidden. She stepped back to admire their work. Donna looked years younger than Don’s forty-one. Jamie was going out with a younger woman! “Do something with your hair, could you? I’d rather you didn’t wear a wig tonight.” Jamie gave Donna the slightest peck on her cheek and went to get dressed. Donna shook her head while she applied her lipstick. A wig is always easier and it adds a mask of sorts to keep people from clocking her or, worse, identifying him. She added just a tiny bit of styling gel and. Hands grab at you, trying desperately to hold you back as you run naked, covered in blood, into the street. The rain washes you clean, lightning showing you the way. There is a trail of blood that somehow isn’t being washed away. You follow it, knowing somehow where it will lead. Words echo in your head over and over ‘How could I how could you you did this you let this happen…’ Ahead you see a crumpled figure, like a bum, wrapped in many layers of clothing. You draw closer, positive it is her,. She looked even more elegant, dressed in a long flowing dress that clung to her voluptuous figure like a glove. Her blonde hair was long and lustrous, cascading in gorgeous waves down her slender back, and gently bouncing as her body swayed towards the barstool, sitting down, alone, at least for the moment. Cyrus continued to sip his drink while admiring her from the side of his eye, wondering what sort of luck and coincidence this was, bizarre to say the least. He was tempted to go over and.