That was it! That's why tonight's dinner was special! I remember nowthat Rachel called it a girls' night in. I wasn't sure what she hadmeant by that...until now, but still... there was only one girl here, notmuch of a girls night I though to myself."Ummm, Rachel, I remember now that the other day you were calling this agirls night in, I don't get it." I questioned."Oops, I gotta be more careful," she said, "Just forget I said anything."And just like that, I couldn't remember what we were. A few single travelers and some other couples of varying ages. Her eyes drifted across the faces until she saw the man sitting directly across from her. He was quietly reading a book and she could see with another glance that it was a Russian novel. His frame was too large for the seat but he managed to keep himself from crowding those on either side of him. He had broad shoulders and long legs that he held crossed in front of him at the ankles. His brown hair was shaggy and un-styled, or maybe. "What's your name son?" Thomas Hall, Sir." Thomas are you going to be brave tonight?" Yes," Mr. Duke."Good than, we are going to be all right."Duke rubbed the hair on his head and stood up and he reached in his vest pocket and pulled out an Indian arrowhead."Here, I want you to have this." Thomas was astonished, is that an Indian arrow head? " he asked."Yes, Duke said, keep it for good luck."Thomas ran over to his mother Martha and showed what Duke had given him. He told her it was for. " he whispered and I tilted my head in annoyance as he licked my ear."Stop it! God! What's wrong with you?" I asked, almost dropping the cereal bowls I held."Nothings wrong with me," he said and I knew he was getting unhappy. "What's wrong with you? Every time I wanna get close you..." I don't wanna get close right now, okay?" I sighed." ... just pushin me away," he continued. "I love you, Amy." Oh God." I pulled free of him finally. "Don't say that stuff, alright?" Why not?" Greg asked,.