"Pay attention. I want to hear every detail," were her parting words.Holly's house was exactly like I remembered from two months ago, except that she ...wasn't there. I called home to say I had arrived safely and to give them the phone number. We arranged for me to pick them up at the airport the next morning.I dialed the number Patti had written on the back of her business card. There was no answer so I called the Fenton home, hoping to speak to Cassie. Neill answered and invited me to come to. Have to work on the title she thought to herself. It sucked. It was cliché. But what she wanted to do was look around Seattle after the sun had set and the real denizens of the city came out to play and find them doing whatever they did. Megan didn’t know what she was going to find, but she was looking for it.Her camera was going to tell their story. Yeah, Megan had a real camera. Not some cybereye enhancement that anyone could have implanted for like a couple thousand nuyen: this was a real. Neither of us thought any more or less of each other because of it, it was just the way we came to say hello. They walked past me & Steph yelled "hi" to my mom who was in the kitchenmaking pizzas for the girls. "Need any help?" she asked, "No, thats what Bobby is for!" my mom replied.A little while later another one of Sara's friends was at the door, "SARA!" I yelled to her in the basement, She came running up the stiars to answer it, it was Cindy, or as she was known in school, Sin dee. She. Thankfully, mum had made lunch and put it in the refrigerator before leaving for work. I took out the meatballs sauce and noodles to eat and apple soda to drink as I sat in the backyard for lunch, enjoying the calm surroundings while I ate.There was rarely any traffic in our area since we are a little away from the town centre. My best friend, Sophie lives a block away from me with her parents. Her father, Andrew Wilson is a marine and currently away on tour in Afghanistan, while her mother,.