" "I see. What do you do for entertainment, to enjoy yourself? Any hobbies? Iask this question because IF I hire you, I want to have things on board ...thatyou will find amusing, lest you become bored and irritable, and with a crew of15, irritability makes for unhappy company." She set the paper and graphitestick down lightly and sat quietly for a moment or two, debating what she wouldsay next. After what seemed like a long period of time , she made up her mindand suddenly pushed a button on her. From what I learned later, the whole calendar experience gave me some notoriety. The women had developed a sense of trust in me and my work as well. During the shoot, I was creative and respectful. The news got around that I could be trusted with their secrets. I never quite understood why most of the women revealed their most intimate fantasies while posing for the calendar. I felt like I was their shrink. That lead to another photographic engagement. One of the women, Tiffany, was having a. She told Marko to clean it up and she went to take a shower… She will have to call her friend Carmen to tell her how the filming for the TV went…After a little over half an hour she came out of her apartment with Max on a leash… She headed towards the old part of town where she was supposed to meet Carmen. There was not much crowd in that part of the city, and the narrow streets, wooded parks and semi-dark entrances of the old buildings gave a lot of opportunities for intimacy…Carmen also came,. There it was again–that now familiar hard lump at the back of her throat. Charlie had known he was dying. He’d known for six months that lung cancer was going to kill him. But she hadn’t. She hadn’t even suspected he was ill. Tears pricked the back of her eyes. ‘The funeral’s arranged for next Friday,’ she said quickly, determined not to lose her fragile grip on control. ‘Two o’clock, at St Mary’s Church–in Ebberlea of course. The vicar’s name is Michael Wright. I’ve made an appointment to meet.