I can hear the water turn on and I throw on some clothes as quickly as possible. I pause and smile, listening attentively at a beautiful sound I’ve ...come to love, you singing in the shower. With a hop in my step, I set off into the kitchenette taking out a bottle of white wine and two glasses. I walk them out onto the patio and set them out on the rail overlooking the water. I hurry back into the living room area, grab the remote for the CD player on the entertainment center, pop it open and run. When I went back to college I heard of another girl (Piper) who had also become an orphan in the same crash. I looked for her and we had a hug and little cry together. We met-up each day and talked about our sadness and problems. We became friends in grief. I had a big problem that was a big topic for a week or so. I couldn’t live on my aunt’s sofa permanently and my parent’s house was rented. I had no money and my parents didn’t have any life insurance. I would soon be homeless. As luck would. Feminine youth longs for dress, for company, for entertainment. It is easy enough to find a "gentleman friend" who will provide all three, in exchange for "companionship." So the bargain is struck. These conditions exist in a hundred and one occupations. A young woman may go to a large city as pure as snow, but finding no lucrative employment, lonely and despondent, she is led to take her first step on the downward path. Soon daily contact with vice removes abhorrence to it. Familiarity makes. ” she said, her face aflame immediately. She felt oddly awkward, as if last night closeness was unable to be easily recaptured in the morning light.Grabbing a small bowl, she moved over next to him, and picked up some of the berries, transferring them to her bowl, feeling the heat still coming off of his body as she moved back away, setting down at the table, her eyes downcast, uncertain how to really behave. He had said so many new things... Maeson didn’t bring anything up from the night.