"Aren't I supposed to be pale?"Well, that brought the proverbial house down. All of my friends broke out laughing. Through their mirth I muttered, "Yo...u'd think I'd be getting used to you all being able to read my mind or at least find a way to keep some of my thoughts private." Sure can be done," said Valerie. "But it takes practice and it's lots of work." Yeah, I'm still a fledgling at all of this," I admitted once again.Rubbing my right side, trying to drive away the last of the dull ache the. He still looked damp and was carrying a towel poking at his ears, wearing only a pair of loose fitting sweatpants. He sat down on the faded couch near where we were working, making sure he was getting the warm drying sunshine beating through through the wide open French windows, observing and querying our progress. He could see we were at an impasse, and suggested we take a break. He suggested I go and get some lemonade for Kim and I from the fridge, and grab him a beer. I had yelled back from. Turns out it was Jimmy's fist."Who are they?" I asked, although I already had a pretty good idea.Jimmy chuckled, "Well, they haven't been very forthcoming with information but I think it's safe to assume they're the assholes we've been expecting. Look!" He pointed the flashlight to a large canvas bag lying on the ground with a handgun and a dart pistol lying on top of it. "I don't think they were hunting raccoons, do you?" I guess we don't have to wait for the shoe to drop now. Sarah called the. Right, hit me with that and expect me to relax, no problem, he said to himself. He tossed his briefcase beside the desk, threw his coat over the desk chair, and sat down at the table. He picked at the food, barely noticing what he ate.Stephanie sat down across from him. "You really look wiped, honey." I am." Look, I hate to do this to you now, but we have a minor problem with me doing a date this weekend." Oh?"Stephanie blushed. "It's not that, Darren. I really like this idea. It's just the.