I retrieve my towels and head up the aisle."Aren't you glad you transferred?"------------ 2"You sure this is alright, Kis? I can't get into trouble, g...ot enough shit to worry about with classes and practise." We're good, Cam, nothing to worry about."I pull a ring of keys out of my backpack and unlock the big blue door. In its center a sign reads 'SPECIAL PROJECT STUDIO / By Instructor Permission Only / STAY OUT.' I grab my bags in one hand and reach around for the light switch. I turn back to. ” Liam cut wedges from the pastry covered cheese and served Meredith, then himself. Cook was right, Meredith thought. Liam certainly loves this dish. “Now tell me what your epiphany was.”“When I was first told I was royal and found out about all the different classes, I thought what a waste. Every other class has a function. Yet royals don’t produce anything. We seemed like a remnant of some bygone era that no one really needed any longer. But now I think I see what Grandmother was telling me. Yet I suspected she’d be one of the standouts, somebody I’d remember when I looked back years later. But I was just twenty-six, too young to think seriously about retirement and too sensible to dwell on a hard-luck chick from Springfield, Missouri who I’d never see again—not unless I ran into her down here and that was highly unlikely. Sensible or not, Coleen was still on my mind that night when I met up with Ed, my surf shop friend. He was staying in an old boarding house around 15th Street. ”I’m going to retire and live off of my savings. Not sure what I’ll do the second week.Even duct tape can’t fix stupid ... but it can muffle the sound!Why do I have to press one for English when you’re just gonna transfer me to someone I can’t understand anyway?Of course I talk to myself, sometimes I need expert advice.This item is compliments of an Anonymous donor:A man was sitting on a blanket at the beach. He had no arms and no legs.Three women, an American, a Kiwi and a Australian Woman,.