“And you’re Marie, Joe’s daughter, my pleasure.” I replied. I don’t know what possessed me, but instead of shaking her hand, I bowed contin...ental style and gently kissed her hand. She laughed delightedly and proceeded to turn off the outside sign, the barber pole, and lock the door. “Safety first, Dad always says,” she said with a laugh. Then Marie settled me into the chair for my trim. As she began actually cutting my hair, I realized several things, she took after her father as a hair. He looked narrowly suspicious but warmed a little when he took my details. There really wasn't much I could tell them so I told them everything. Meeting her on the beach, my visit the previous afternoon, her anxiety when she realised how late it had got.So much for driving home while it was light. It was around Six by the time I finished giving my statement at the Police Station in Cromer. The traffic was really heavy when I finally hit the outskirts of London so it was almost Ten O'clock when. Rose called every girl "Honey" but when she said that to Danielle there was a different inflection in her voice. It was softer. Gentler. Given with more passion than the others.They got into the office together and left for home at the same time. Little by little Rose was moving her things into Danielle's Lake Shore apartment. It was a brutal winter and it caused Danielle to catch a bad cold which turned into pneumonia. She missed work for a week. Rose raced to her apartment after the office. Indicating I’d wait for what she calls a ‘swayer’ and she sipped her cold beer to slake her thirst. We enjoyed a quick snog in the ladies toilet, not, as she pointed out, the most romantic of trysting places but, well, we just needed to then she headed off to find another dance partner to exhaust. A little later she joined me where I was chatting to Nellie and her man. ‘I’ve just been propositioned,’ she told us mischievously. ‘He is, apparently, the ‘blind side assassin’ whatever that means.’.