‘You told me that you’d come again for the program they’re doing for the community on Christmas Eve. She has a starring role in that. I’m sure... it will be one of her good days.’ ‘One of her good days on Christmas Eve? That would be a blessing. I’ll be bringing her grandchildren. But how can you know?’ ‘She’s movie folk,’ answered Mrs. Tindle. Geneva had been a bit actress herself at one time, which had made her a shoe-in for the job at this special retirement home in the small town of. Cynthia pads over to the other side and his hands go to hers, capturing and covering them, the tears beginning to flow from his as well.“I know the tears you’re crying in your bed at night alone. I’ve cried those tears a thousand times,” she whispers. “But those shallow empty songs about suicide are patronizing. You’ve got to learn to be less lonely when I’m dead.”“It can’t silence all the voices in my head,” he replies. “I close my eyes, but I can’t make it go away. So you think I’ll be less. " With that she bounced off the bed. Not what I was expecting. I contemplated 'pulling rank' on her, and ordering her back to bed to finish what she'd started. I thought I might be able to get away with that for our anniversary. But, she pulled on a light sundress, nothing else, and announced, "I'm ready." Maybe she had something in mind, so I decided to play along. I got up and pulled on my shorts and a tee-shirt, and we walked out of the B&B. We took the stairs down the cliff face and then. The first hour is mostly mingling, circulating and admiring each others costumes.I have decided to wear a cap and gown and carry a cane, like a traditional headmaster.Emma is wearing a st trinians style uniform and Mike is in shorts and a blazer.After the raffle, the disco starts, with cheesy eighties pop.I've arranged with my friend to leave her classroom unlocked , and give Mike directions to it. I give you ten minutes head start, before I go too.I walk in, and Emma is on her knees, sucking.