Halloween night was the first night I had met Kim and with these pictures I wouldn’t be forgetting her anytime soon. My day wasn’t anythi...ng special except for the hangover that followed Halloween; I just enjoyed hearing all my friends’ stories of what they did, or what other people said they did. I kept the story of Kim and I to myself, instead exaggerating the tale of my escape from the police. The next week followed much of the same routine, school and school work. I was looking. --Oh good grief, close but no cigar. Once more Stepdad, and get it right this time:Cathy and I had just awakened when there was a ringing sound coming from our bedside phone. I picked it up and said "Hello."The voice on the other end said "Mr. Thomas, this is Loretta Williams with the department of social services. How are you this morning?" I'm fine. What can I do for you?" I answered."I have a girl here who insists that I call you to see if you can help her." Who would that be?" I asked."Her. After dinner while walking to her car, Hillary asked, "So what do people do on dates these days, when the date isn't really a date?" I have no idea. I used to go back to the apartment and get high," Roger said."That isn't an option is it?" she asked."No it isn't. I can't see you getting high," Roger said."Nor can I see you,. That is a compliment by the way," Hillary said."Good, so what are we celebrating. Our first complete week without a murder?" Roger asked."Sure why not. I think I have shown. “Don’t argue with them! Do what they say.”“Drop the sword!” the guardsman shouted.“He’s hurt!” she exclaimed as she let go of the rapier. “He needs a healer!”“We’ll find one if we can,” the guardsman replied.“We know a healer,” Corec said. “Send for Treya, at the Three Orders chapter house.” He spoke in the authoritative tone of voice that he so seldom used. Katrin thought it sounded good on him.The man stared at Corec for a moment, evaluating him, then motioned to the other guards to take.