“Where shall I meet you?” I ask.“Outside here. I live around the corner.” She gives me a shy smile and I can tell she’s very happy at this t...rn of events.I scoot out of the shop before my façade of cool can shatter with the force of my thudding heart.The evening goes very well. I take her to a wine bar which might as well be the Hilton, for all she knows, being a young small-town girl who has never been anywhere else (she tells me all this over a pina colada and a blue lagoon – I’m on the. ”“I usually work Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday. However, with enough advance notice, I can sometimes change my schedule around.”Sandy, just arriving, asked, “You work that many nights? I don’t know how students manage a full load and working four nights a week. I’m impressed, but I also feel sorry for you.”“It’s just what I have to do to get to where I want to be. It’s tiring, but I’ve managed so far.”“We hope to be able to invite you for dinner some Thursday this month. We like. " Marks voice called out from the bedroom. "See you when you get back." Mark hurried back into the living room and locked the front door."I'll really have to think about what I am going to do with this before I do anything else." Mark said aloud in his own voice while looking at the reflection of Tara Reid in the mirror.Mark sat for five minutes trying to think of all the possibilities. He could become anyone. He picked up the DVD of American Pie and looked at the cover. He began to. All her movements had been calm, measured and inexorable, almost effortless.“Remarkable!” I said, and I really meant it. I had never seen anything like it.“Yeah, I had to learn how to do that before they even let me go to school. The ranch work always came first in our family. But woe-betide if’n once I started my schoolin’, that I ever fell behind in my studies!”Together we picked the driver up and threw him into the small boot of the car as if he was light as a feather and I slammed the lid.