.. despair.And Joey knew it and it worried him. I wasn’t paying attention when Joey told me to go grab some more pillows from Brad’s room. When I ...got back, they had zipped all three sleeping bags together making one big bag.I frowned at Joey and said, “We’re not messing around.”Joey said, “I know. But you and Brad are pretty upset. I figured it wouldn’t hurt for a little mutual support.”I looked at Brad who shrugged and said, “I’m cool as long as the underwear stays on.”Looking at the sleeping. I said yes, of course. I love pizza and though we seldom saw each other, the idea of Jeff 's company would make work twice fast to be done by our lunch. About 45 minutes later, Jeff knocked at the door. The pizza was ready in their conference room and he had brought some beer, too. He seemed awkward as he told me. His eye didn’t want to meet mine and he acted shy and unsure. His hands were clenched and jammed into his jeans pockets making them tighter in the thigh and pouching in his basket. . A simple luxury. We drove the few miles in the Merc and Hamish brought me up to date with matters estate. It was eleven in the evening when I finally got indoors and Heather was there to greet me and fuss over my bags.“It’s lovely you’ll be with us for a while, Miss.”“It is for me too, Heather but, if you call me Miss one more time, I will fire you and hire someone who is prepared to call me Faye. Now, please, both of you have a glass of whisky with me and tell me more.”We sat convivially in. " She looked down at her glass of beer and than back up at me and said, "God dammit! I am so fucking lonely I could cry!" Which she started to do with great hiccuping sobs. Tears ran down her face and she grabbed me and began to cry on my shoulder. I felt like I was being held by a vice!"You know that song you been writin' to go with that un-natural guitar he's playin' up there?" I nodded and tried to get loose from her grip. My back was starting to hurt."Well let me tell you, I can sing it as.