That’s mostly for Lynette and Eda.”When I saw Sammy, Lisa and Lynette nodding their okay to that, Eda and I simultaneously replied, “Sounds good... / We’re good with that Devin.” I then laughed, “Just give me the okay when Wilson, Phil and his gang are set for me to begin.”“Will do. Give us another moment and I’ll get back with you,” Devin replied.I smiled at my four bandmates, as well as my friends in the Medway Jazz Band, and our music teacher, Mr. Ballows. Those guys were waiting in the. . She sat in the corner. Her chair pushed back from the table. As if she was trying to hide in the shadows between the lights. Her friends were all drinking and laughing unreasonably loud at what obviously was meant to draw attention on them. The music was soft and low. Almost symphonic and seemed not to fit the rambunctious crowd as they acted out their roles. Her hair was long and flowing. She couldn't have been but barely 21. He thought younger. Her spaghetti. She looked even dumber than before, if that waspossible. "Oh My God," she shrieked happily. "Eve! Oh My God!" Shewas bouncing and clapping and saying my name like we were old friends. "Oh my god, Rod, this is Eve. Like, Eve and I go way back! Oh my god,Eve, look!" Charlene pointed down at her stomach. It was swollen outto a bump. "I'm pregnant!!!" She practically broke the glasses on thetable with her high-pitched scream. I looked down at her belly andinstantly my eyes widened. I. It gave her B-cup breasts more noticeable cleavage, and showed off her long, toned legs that finished at the bottom with her signature green sneakers and mismatched socks. Erin had always been immune to peer pressure and current fashion. Her friends never knew from day to day whether she would look goth, jock, hipster, preppie, steampunk, or hippie. She even managed to stand out in her Catholic school uniform, adding such touches as a vintage sweater, an oversized man’s shirt, combat boots,.