”I turned my cup round. He was right. So Brigit wanted him to have that particular coffee and he didn’t notice what she looked like. Why not? She ...wanted me to see him. Why? I drank my coffee. Trevor tasted his again. This time he took a good swallow. I knew he was drinking coffee with Brigit’s breast milk in it. I envied him.“Trevor?”“Yes, Mr Johnson?”“I shouldn’t ask this, but do you have a girlfriend?”“Yes, sir. I thought everyone knew. She’s your secretary, Alice.”Aha! I thought. I wonder if. I looked at them and stuck my tongue out at them. I told them to clean up the kitchen as I grabbed my coffee and headed for the porch. I sat down with my coffee, chuckling at how they enjoyed teasing me all the time. I had to admit, having them here sure made life interesting at times. I had been sitting outside about ten minutes when the door opened and they all came out carrying wrapped presents. Dina gave me a new leather jacket with lots of extra inside pockets that she said were to carry. "Where are you?" Ken called.Ken finished his tour of the first floor and then went up the staircase to the second.'This place is massive!' Ken muttered to himself, climbing the long staircase.'And all out of sorts, ' he added. The staircase was enclosed in a tiny closet-sized area. Why so small? And why was the den the largest room on the first floor? And why were all the details so strange with dolphin-shaped brackets and wavy-cut shingles?Overall, the house was ... Majestic. There was no. ” He looks over at Emily and holds out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you.” “She’s also our English teacher. So that means we’re pretty much going to get an A, right Emily?” I give her that good ole Dave smile. “Ha, if anything I’m going to push you harder,” she says. “That’s not fair! You’re supposed to show us favoritism,” I laugh. “So what’s good here?” “I’m all about that Philly cheesesteak!” he says. I look at Nicole. “Does that sound good to you?” “Don’t you want to do what we did at.