I went through the pages quickly and didn't spot anything. I was ready to log off when I saw the yellow pad next to my laptop. Maybe there was somethi...ng important about one of the girls that Jack missed. I flipped back to the first page. There was the list of pictures I'd written down when Jack was displaying them.There it was. We'd chosen the one of me catching the ball as the team shot. Annie spiking the ball was at the bottom of the home page and Beth digging hers out of the boards was on. She really needed to work on those apparently. Today she put her heels on instead of carrying them in. What the hell had she been thinking? She could barely walk and had to take it super slow on the massively high heels.Then came the dreaded lobby again. It was more crowded than the previous evening . Maybe it was the fact she was concentrating so much on her heels that she gave up caring about the people around. Why should she care what they thought? So what if she was really a slut going to. We kept in touch every half hour. When Ed got close to the city, he said that he could see checkpoints on the other side of the divided highway - for people leaving the city, but there were none for people coming into the city. For the final ten minutes, we just stayed in contact. I pulled in beside Ed a couple of minutes after he arrived at his house. It was 3:30 in the morning, and we were all bushed, but were wound up like alarm clocks from the adrenalin.Ashley jumped into my arms as soon as. She put her hands on her hips and started a lat spread that never seemed to stop. “I started developing faster than the other girls...” she said. I heard this story the other night, but it didn’t look like Doctor Allen was hearing anything at all. She just stood there staring, moving her pen all randomly around the clipboard like she forgot how to write. But Becky kept talking anyway, and her lats spread out wider and wider until they took got so wide I couldn’t see them through the window. “My.