She speaks into the microphone, "I want you to take a close look at the tray you just brought to us. On it you'll see a ring from one of the cups as w...ell as loose sugar from when you filled the bowl. I want you to pick the tray up and step over here, clear of the table."The stomach churns as he bends down and picks the tray up, being careful not to spill the cream. Holding the tray in front of him he works his way to the side of the table nearest her but clear of all the papers and waits, arms. I shook my head, trying to clear out the cobwebs and remember why I'm awake at this unholy hour. As the knowledge slowly percolated through my brain (assisted rather rudely by the sunshine in my face), I groan loudly, and crawl out of my bed for my monthly BME.BME stands for 'Book-Movie Extravaganza.' Once a month, instead of lounging at home or going out with friends, I bury myself in the local Borders to catch up on some reading, with a four- or six-hour movie break sandwiched in between.. ‘It was incredible. Shirley Hanson came to the shop and did a book signing. I bet I made over a hundred and fifty sales today. Oh it was just great. Shirley and I are going to have lunch sometime next week. She’s such a sweet person. Funny too!’ ‘And she writes extremely well. She’s very popular for someone her age.’ ‘She’s twenty-five. She’ll be twenty six on…’ ‘September third? Yeah Shirley and I used to be an item a while back.’ Cassidy looked at him. ‘Really? Well she is young and very. I jumped into my car. Then Jason leaned in and kissed me and touched my cheek. My heart began to sing with joy. The love was very deep in his blue eyes at that moment, and it would carry me through the next two years of school. Jason would be my guy. I lucked out when I drove up the long gravel driveway. The house was totally dark, except for the yard light near the garage. I shut off the car and coasted into my parking place. I quietly snuck into the house. I could hear my Dad snoring. I went.