Ididn't even know who I was working for. I'd so wanted that job that Ihadn't really considered how costly it would be to me. The hours werestarting to...pile up. I reasoned that twenty dollars an hour for my timewas more than fair. Including the time that Sam and Aunt Melissa had putin the labor costs alone were already well over a thousand dollars.Would the owners balk at my fee when all was said and done? I was angrywith myself for not having come up with a contract. If anybody gotscrewed here,. ." Please! What kind of a friend are you?" But she suspected the friendship with Leanne was finished. The prim brunette clearly lacked the compassion to believe or understand."Well, I don't know..."When the others straggled in, Leanne did tell them she had found Myra watching the surf and daydreaming. But within minutes, she had edged close to Bonnie, who was preparing hot chocolate, and started whispering. Myra saw an expression of startled incredulity appear on Bonnie's face, followed. I liked it, and Mary no longer had to hold back when we were riding together. She also had graciously taken the two guitar books I was returning and put them on her spring rack. A rack was going to be the first thing I added, I thought. Even though they weren't exactly cool, they certainly were handy.We took the slight detour to go by Kirsten's house. She wasn't out, but Pam was, so we said hi and talked for a couple of minutes. Was it my imagination, or was she looking at me more attentively. I moved aside so that I wasn’t lying on her. I lay there trying to catch my breath.“No,” she said. “That was it.”“Huh?” I wasn’t at my brightest.“That is what they talk about ... Can I use your john?” I nodded and she went into the bathroom. I heard water running. When she came back into the room, she started to pull back on her clothes. I disposed of the Trojan the way I had of the first one. Then, I, too, started to dress.“You want to listen to music?” I asked. I didn’t want the special day.