. poor... Emma, whuh-whuh-where's her new... new life? Tell me th-that if you can."Thom stood and offered a hand to the sobbing woman. "Mrs. Lytle, pl...ease, please come with me. I think I can show you something that you'd like to see."Mrs. Lytle took his hand and rose slowly to her feet. They walked out of his cubicle and down a long hallway. She looked around for a hint of where they were going, but there was nothing on the pale gray wall to give even the vaguest clue. "Where are we..." she. I thought I looked cute, and I hoped Dan would think so too! I didn't have long to wait. At about 5pm he arrived home from work, grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed for his room. Passing mine along the way, he yelled out "Fi, i'm home sweety!"."I hear you! Just doing some homework!" I yelled back. In fact I was sitting on my bed, nervous as hell! Hearing him call me sweety always made me feel good. We were always close, Dan seeing himself as my protector and I always felt safe and warm. I thought it might actually be easier since you could just hook your heels on the cross-piece near the floor, but nooo...doesn't work that way. I can see myself in the bar mirror...I'm lookin' pretty hot tonight. That make over was a good idea...it cost enough money though....but it was worth every penny...I look fab-ul-ous. I guess the guys must think so too...most of the admirers can't seem to take their eyes off me tonight. Hummm...I usually get a few looks, but tonight I'm feeling. ‘What now for Carla?’ Meg asked. ‘Nothing,’ Joe said, disappointing them all. ‘There’s no point at her age. Perhaps when she becomes a senior. But she now has a proper swimming technique that works well for her and can enjoy it.’ ‘Then I won’t have you around me any more?’ Carla said, looking a little upset. ‘Give me a call when you get rid of your boyfriend. I’m here for another six weeks’ ‘Peter and I are almost engaged.’ ‘Then good luck to Peter.’ ‘But Joe…’ ‘I’m sorry Carla.’ ‘Joe I’m the.