It’s intimate, in a way.”“I feel like that too. I mean, when I write. I’m sharing a little part of myself. Sometimes it’s a part I don’t e...ven know about until I find the words for it. It’s a way of sharing part of me without giving it away. Without losing it. Does that make sense?”“It does to me.”And then, because I’d been thinking about it all morning, I kissed her. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, although there was passion in it. It wasn’t a kiss between friends either. I felt her lips open. They were like nothing I'd ever seen, ice blue with a golden ring around the pupil. But my admiration was cut short. “Chris!” she shouted in excitement while leaping forward to throw her arms around me for a hug. I was a little bewildered, some woman I've just met is acting like she's known me for years, “Uhh, hi?” I finally replied. “You don't recognize me, do you, Chris?” “Should I?” The woman before me frowned, “I'm Jamie.” I simply cocked an eyebrow. “Oh come on, you can't be that dense. Do. I’m not quite ready to have a married son!”“And I’m not quite ready to marry! I just may do it before my Residency, rather than after.”“You’ll know when the time is right.”“So what do you want me to do?” I asked.“That’s the thing I like the most about you, Mike. You know when to ask for instructions, and then follow them. You’re going to make a wonderful Doctor.”“Thanks. So?”“Take Jocelyn out and get some ice cream or something. Give me a couple of hours, I guess. How much does Emmy know?”“Now?. As hespun me around in the chair to look at his finished work I could not believehow great it made me look. He tenderly grabbed my chin and lifted my face tohave a look himself and of course he also was impressed with his work. Thefinished look I had was that of a almost cute and kind of sexy women with avery full mane of hair.As James put away his stuff in the bag he had bought he took another look atme and asked if I would let him do some finishing touches. I of course agreedand he again took.