We would know long before anyone surprised us. I asked Ashley to open her coat and I started taking pictures. She leaned against the coke machine,...pretended she was getting ice and then reached up for the ceiling as I took picture after picture. Getting daring, since it was so quiet, I asked her to take the coat all the way off and give me some naughty poses. She asked if I was sure I would know if someone was coming and I assured her I would. Carefully she slid out of the coat. "Hell, I should be asking you that. I'm playing catchup here and dancing as fast as I can," I said with as calm a smile as I could manage."Detective Blevins called. He wants you to call him back," Sylvia said consulting her list. "He wouldn't say what it was about."Of course the first thing that came to my mind was Bristol Peace floating in th river. I wondered if he had washed up, or if someone had seen him go into the river and Blevins just figured out who threw him in. Either way it didn 't. "You Drive." I say with a smile. We start down the road. We talk about everyday events. "So what do you think today will be?" he says. "It will be a good day." I say. "No that is not what I mean." I catch his meaning. "Oh I don't know." We both laugh. As we drive down the road I slide my hand over to his leg. I hear him take a deep breath. I look over at him through the corner of my eye. I can see that he has become rock hard. I slide my hand close to it and start to rub his blue jean covered. ”Despite herself, Connie giggled and hugged him tighter. Even in a situation as unpleasant as this one, Tommy found a way to make her laugh. The bravery he’d shown last night humbled her. She knew for a fact that neither she nor anyone else she’d ever met would have acted that unselfishly. Connie (she no longer thought of herself as Conchita) sighed and snuggled closer to him, mindful not to jostle him too much.Margie Wilcox and Doctor Peter Giles walked up to the ICU nurses station shortly.