’ Angus longed to take her in his arms, to rock her, to comfort her, to take away the pain. Instead he murmured, ‘Death won’t end your problems,...Jeanette. You’ll just have tae work them out next time around. You’re still alive, so anything might happen to change things for the better.’ ‘Nothing will change.’ ‘It already has. I’m here.’ ‘Will you shut up?’ Jeanette railed at him, holding her hands over her ears to keep out his words. How dare he! How dare he tell her there was hope when all. I wouldn’t still know why. I waited by the window, leaning against it, sharpening my vision and shuddering my shoulders in hopes of seeing her properly.She tiptoed from one cloth to another, collecting them on her arm before the heavy rain poured. The last piece of shawl revealed her face, as she swung it down the rope in one pull. I knew she was pretty. I knew she had a beautiful smile. I wouldn’t know how.A strip of hair fell down her face from the shawl she had wrapped around her head. It. In David’s condo a man smiled broadly as he moved to retrieve his pants from behind his desk.In Melissa’s condo, a scared young girl crawled naked below the window in an attempt to escape the scene for the safety of her familiar bathroom. ?Oh my God, Oh my god, Oh my god? was all Melissa could say. She struggled to understand why she had so easily given into such a shameless and public act. ?He was filming? Oh my god, Oh my god.? Melissa stood in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes. From the terrace, you could see the whole of the cove and the tiny figure that appeared around the headland that day was seen almost immediately. Mr. Warren had seen the figure too and was preparing to go down and warn the person that he or she was on private property. I had a funny feeling that I knew the person so I told him that I would go down. The feeling of knowing this person became stronger as I neared the beach. There was something about her, and I knew it was a 'her' not a 'he', that.