They stop but slowly walk up to Heath and I. I make my way to him slowly and calmly. Heath man whats with the morning shooting practice? I ask slowly ...oing for the gun in his right hand He doesnt speak just stands there looking out upon the ocean. Heath hun whats wrong baby? Maggie asks and still nothing comes out of his mouth Baby please tell us what is wrong? Faye says while I slowly grab his right hand taking the gun I step back looking at the gun then over at Nicky. Lose something retard? I. "Since it occurred ta me this morning that someone might actually see it." She winked at me and I couldn't help blushing."Hey, it's not just you. Somebody behind me said my ass sags." Van-Chi lamented. "There's a comment that makes a guy self conscious." Oh, come on..." The discussion degraded into who had more to lose in the war between the sexes. I expected Alex to speak up at some point but he seemed to be distant from the whole thing.I saw him tune back in, though, when Tiffany spoke up. "I. I’d be covered in oil paint, and he’d laugh. That child like giggle that always made me smile, even if he was laughing at me. The gallery had only been open for six months but at that point I didn’t care if it closed. Despite my attic promise, I felt like a lost child. I wanted to go back to Chicago, back to my mother and pretend life in Athens never existed. Carol brought me back to reality. “Sydney, the art fair is coming up in a few weeks, are we going to take any pieces over?” “Yeah,. She was especially interested in my right leg to see how my muscle had filled out since my accident. She felt all up and down it and then compared it to my left leg. She had to shift over a bit and slipped on the wet grass.Nanette didn’t exactly fall on top of me. Quite. She released my leg when she lost her balance and I dropped it to the ground suddenly. That served to shift both of our bodies and increase her forward momentum. We both acted instinctively and she put her hands down to catch.