She reached over and gently removed the canvas bag from his shoulder and placed his journal in it.After a moment, she paused, and then tweaked the bri...m of her father's hat. "I'll be back, Dad. Thanks for everything." A faint breeze brushed over her face, causing her to shiver."You want a little longer?" Finn asked."Nah. I've already cried all the tears I could a long time ago. It's really surreal. In a way, it's like finding an old picture of him that I didn't know existed. It still makes me. Pinesand oaks and little ranch houses, cars parked along the street. Thoserecycling bins next to the mail boxes. People were so involvedsometimes. Thinking globally, acting locally. I walked along with myheart doing a crazy dance in my chest.Oh fuck, what are you doing, Amy? I asked myself. This is so stupid.But I had to.There was Tam's house. It didn't look like anyone was home. No car inthe driveway, the curtains drawn. I stopped at the end of the drive anddebated just going home. I'd give. “Not just any someone, only Pete here. And yeah, why not? He’s an amazing photographer, and she looks incredible in every picture, so why wouldn’t I encourage her to do it?” Dan replied. “In fact, we were just discussing the next shoot, which will include someone else as well,” He said, purposefully playing on Matty’s disbelief.“No way, man. No way in hell you let him take naked pictures of your missus. I call bullshit!” Matty responded.“Keep your voice down!” Dan told him, not wanting everyone. "Thank you," she replied, feeling that warm glow inside again.She was going through her drawers when a young woman came into the office with an armload of files."I'm Marcie," she said. She looked uncomfortable. "In case you forgot me, I mean. Mister Halloran wanted me to bring you these files to go over. Somebody else did them and he wants you to look them over and see if you can find anything wrong with them." Okay," said Claire. "I'm glad to meet you, Marcie." That's so weird," said the girl..