Jess’ eyebrows raised in surprise.“Did he now? And you were ok with that?”“Yes,” Emma said. “Actually, he got a case of cold feet and I ha... to encourage him to go through with it. Because you were right. Completely right. I was wrong. He said he would never have gone to the police, but I was wrong just the same. I think we are square now.”“Good,” Jess said, face brightening and her tension fading. “I am glad to hear that. So ... did you like it?”Emma answered with a shrug. “Not a fan. Maybe. As they laugh over their first impression together later, Julie and Karen wonder how the men saw them. But not ever knowing or asking, at the moment of meeting, it is clear all are impressed with each other. When the men shake their hands in greetings, Julie and Karen feel a welcoming electric shock running through them. Suddenly, this week’s visit is going to go to an even higher level.Over lunch, the conversation is lively and witty. All laugh at spontaneous humor being offered. Then to. Opening the car door she made a mad dash to the porch. The house, seemed eerily, quiet without Trevor’s presence as she opened the door and ventured inside shutting it behind her and searching for the light switch. She walked slowly up the staircase to her room. The only sound being the creaking of the stairs and the rain peppering the windows. She quickly doffed her clothes and donned an oversize tee-shirt and a pair of shorts and slid beneath the coolness of the sheets. The lingering, scent. She had her hands on her hips and was standing up tall, eyeing me. It was a pose I’d seen before: it was exactly the same no-nonsense pose that Emily had used on her dad.I looked around warily, wishing her stern voice didn’t carry and echo, so.I knew she meant me asking Mr Acres for an appointment to ask for his daughter’s hand in marriage.“I am appalled at your stupidity. What do you have to say for yourself?” Her tone, now, was irritation with a dose of disappointment.“Sorry, it was a joke,”.