I already looked.”Haley snickered. Bill gasped.“That’s gotta be expensive,” he said.“Kinda. But what else?” she smiled. “Less’n a new ...amborghini. And it’ll fly. And it’s a piece of HISTORY, not some toy for some fop with too much money and no sense of history.”That’s why I love the girl. Like a daughter, sister, whatever, but the world’s a better place because she’s in it.I guess that Haley and Deena understood. Young things – they still see the romantic and the conceptual. Me and Bill Simon,. ‘It wasn’t easy. Trust me on that one.’ His mother assures her. It would come to be her favorite on the tree. Then, there was the green pine cone that she had made when she was in the fourth grade. Most of the paint had faded off and the tinsel, which had once been glued carefully with her nine year old hands, was now down to only one or two strands, but she couldn’t bear to part with it. So, on the tree it went. Clayton got up off of his knees and searched the tree for others that held such. He appeared to be about 6 feet tall, wearing an attractive business suit. There was something in his hand but I couldn’t quite make it out since the mist was so thick even as he approached. Is it Michael? Home early! Had he made his decision and chosen me? When the man emerged from the mist at the bottom of the stairs, I could see the object in his hand. It was my right slipper. I must have lost it on the sidewalk. I still couldn’t make out his face since the cloud of mist seemed heavier around. “Danny, come on. This was just a hook-up, right?” I started to head downstairs to double-check that the fellas had locked the shop up down there. I heard footsteps behind me. He stood at the foot of the stairs waiting as I made my rounds, locking doors and turning off lights. When I reached the stairs, he reached out for my wrist and pulled me against him, my back grazing his torso. He pushed my hair away from the right side of my neck and began to kiss it and his hands began to run up and down.