Everything Tracy told Felicity, whether good or bad, made Felicity more and more confident about switching teams."So, you wanna give it a go?" Tracy a...sked abruptly."What? Now?" Felicity was a bit taken aback."Sure, why not, why not try it now? No use getting all excited about the idea if you can't go through with it." Tracy reasoned.Felicity agreed.Tracy took Felicity by her hand and guided her to the bedroom, which was dimly lit and had wisps of incense smoke hanging in the air."Don't expect. The moment I saw him I felt my cheeks growing warm. He said, ‘Hi Mrs F, sorry to bother you but…well, the Lumière Is showing Women In Love tomorrow night, and, um, I wondered if you’d be interested in seeing it with me? Feel free to say no, of course’ Our local art-house cinema often did one-off screenings of classic films, and the 1969 production of D H Lawrence’s novel is a favourite of mine. I should have at least thought about it before accepting, but commonsense had flown out of the window. I was beginning to think I was mistaken.It took a long time for me to get over thinking I saw Mary. At night, my dreams would be filled with her face ... her new face ... the one I saw at the mall. I couldn't convince myself that it was anyone else but her. It must have been her. Why would I have reacted to just a flash moment of seeing her? I knew I was obsessing about her, but I couldn't seem to stop. She was haunting me. She was supposed to be dead and she was haunting me. Was I ever going. As I walked out a guy about my age was also leaving. When I first looked at him I thought he looked familiar, and then I realized his daughter and mine had gone to school together, and she had even been at our house several times, sometimes overnight."Hey, Paul....how ya doing?"I asked. I could tell he had no idea who I was, which was understandable as the very few times we had met I had no facial hair, but had grown a thick, long white beard since then. I put my hand out, and said, "I'm.