We walk past a crowd of people who, I'm sure, will take our spots at the back."This way," you order again, leading me to the left of the enterance. We...reach the women's washroom and we swiftly enter. It's deserted. Perhaps all of the women are too enthralled with the well off man who lost his father to go to the bathroom..I take off my jacket and hand it to you, standing in only my practical skirt and blouse. That jacket is like a second skin to me, and I cannot bear to part with it. I watch. A three-bedroom ranch; and she was much closer to the beach than he and Rosa, which surprised him. As he moved through the home he saw there were a pool and a hot tub out back. He glanced into the master bedroom and grinned. 'Plenty of room on that baby, ' he thought.After the preliminary compliments had been shared, Dutch inquired about Ann's profession."Actually I'm just a mother and housewife; although I served a couple years with United Airlines as a "Stew." "She bit into a cuticle. She picked up the paperback book, Wuthering Heights, which she was reading for the third time and touched the worn cover, then stared at the picture of two lovers, then opened the book to where she had an old envelope used as a marker, but when she started to read, her mind drifted and she found herself thinking about Walter and wondering why, after months of coming into the diner every afternoon at the same time for the past three months, he hadn’t come in. Again, she hoped it wasn’t because. “ANSON!!” Boy am I ever glad to see you! Untie me, and get me outta here, some psycho is trying to kill me I think,” yelped Jared in a maddening rant.“Oh really?” Anson coolly asked. “ Some psycho, eh?”His fate dawning on him like the rising sun, he started to cry. “Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends!”“Doing what to you?” Anson replied. “ I haven’t done anything yet….but she will, slut come say hello to our very special guest,” smirked Anson, and out of the shadows stepped.