When I opened the bedroom doorI saw my little brother standing there in one of mom's nightgownstrying to put lipstick on! Before I could say anything ...I heard mom'svoice behind me."What did I tell you about bothering him!" She asked."But mom, I wasn't even home! I just came back to get my glove and sawthe little sissy here!" Is that right honey?" She asked Rich.Rich stared down at the floor crying."I'm sorry mom, it just seemed like fun and the clothes feel reallynice."Mom took a tissue and. You don't have to be friends with somebody in order to be friends. Some of my best friends aren't my friends, but we're really, REALLY GOOD friends. Then on the other hand, some of my friends aren't friends at all. We're just friends, is all. It's a shame, but that the way it is sometimes. So why do you want to be my friend? We don't know each other. Out of the clear blue you swoop down and say, "HEY! You want to be friends?" --I don't know you! For all I know, you could be an axe. I made my way quietly to the bed and clipped one end of one handcuff to one bedpost and the other to the opposite bedpost. I gently took one of his hands to the handcuff and clipped it on his wrist. He just murmured sleepily but did not wake up. I went over to the other side of the bed and had just about got it clipped also when he started to wake. I forced it into the cuff and locked it just as he came to. "Hi Baby. Want some more…. What the hell!" He realized that things were not as they. " His lips brushed her cheek and Kate wished they would linger there a little longer."I got a lot done yesterday... almost finished the revision of Chapter 5!" Darling," Kate said over her coffee cup. "Last night someone offered me a job... or rather someone offered us a job!" The words came tumbling out of her mouth before she knew it. She was surprised... she hadn't even been thinking about that... At least she didn't think she had. But as she spoke the idea seemed to get better and better....