I had helped Phillip rebuild the swing set for his kids when they were away at summer camp. We built two separate swing sets and put a commando rope l...ine in between the two of them. Needless to say they loved sliding down the line to the sawdust pit we had put in. His daughter was a very cool kid. She came over one day when Phillip was over for the Penguins game, she whispered something to him and he nodded his head. She walked over to me and asked to talk to me for a moment. I paused the game. What changed her mind? Many things, but initially bravery - early last December, Megan was brushing her hair in the girls' locker room, when she heard a piercing scream. With fear in her heart, she looked out into the darkened hallway. Just in time to see Mike Jones punch Sally Peterson, while Sam West held her struggling body. Megan was riveted in place fearing she was next. Out of nowhere Paul appeared, and ordered, "Let her go." He spoke softly, but Megan felt the power in his voice. Suddenly it started to pour again. I had no other choice but to go to her house and wait till the rain stopped.I went back to her villa and rang the bell.She opened the door. By the time she had already changed her dress to a sleep gown. It was so sexy. I told her my situation. She invited me in. She was all alone. I couldn’t find any photos of her family, so I guess she is living alone.She made me a cup of coffee. And sat beside me, after sipping the coffee, she looked in my eye and told me,. It also sounded exactly like what you'd hear in a doctor's office.The office was full of wood. Large wood desk, wall covered with wood bookcases, wood table and chairs, and wood paneling on the walls. It was like being inside a tree."Someone needs a new decorator," Neeka said.I nodded. "Looks like he got it at the Oak Factory Warehouse clearance sale."Neeka laughed. The Oak Factory was one of those places back home that were perpetually going out of business. They'd had to replace their outside.