Many of the hairsprays of that time were basically lacquer, a highly flammable basis for paint. The girls who used that stuff could go out in a tornad...o and not a hair would be out of place. When I went to Ann’s home Friday evening to pick her up, instead of honking the horn and waiting in her driveway, I got out and knocked on her door. She invited me in to meet her parents. I was scared to death, but I stood up straight and walked in behind her. Her mother gave me a look that could have. As I sunk into the back seat I notice the driver had slipped in after me and closed the door. I was still unsure if this person was male or female and I sat there quietly to see where this was heading. "I am a big fan of your movies," said the driver. "Especially this one." From an inner jacket pocket the driver pulled out a small blue-colored DVD jewel case. For a brief moment I was afraid it was going to be a gun or knife that I see and I gave a quiet sigh of relief. The disc the driver. Three, after what you’ve been through, you need something to love that can’t hurt you. Are you still having nightmares?”“They’re not nightmares. It’s waking up that’s the nightmare.”Brian shook his head. “Brett, You can’t keep running from this. Deirdra’s gone. You have to move on.”“I don’t want to. I love her.”Brian grinned. “You know, one reason I choose the warrior path for you is your bulldog determination. It’s a warrior trait. But, you have to be careful. If you don’t learn to let go. I know you want it too."I laugh, and as you wonder why laugh, I quickly point out that "everyone" will not be arriving. Your smirk turns to a puzzled expression, where I point out all will be revealed soon. I walk to the ensuite and turn on the shower, walk back to you and grab your shorts and drop them to the floor and suggest perhaps you may like to take a quick shower while I continue to organise your present. still looking suspicious of me you take a dip in to the water and tell me you wont.