”She stood up. “‘s not my fuckin’ fault --”“Shut up, Bob,” he said.She grabbed the lapels of his suit, forcing him to look at her. She w...as smaller than he, but strong enough. A soft click told her the other Bob’s gun was pointed at her head. She didn’t care.“Listen shithead, th’ knives didn’t work. I got him an’ he barely felt it. He said he’s not ‘natural.’ And if y’all want to know anything else, my brains are more useful keepin’ inside my head.”Big Bob looked down at her hands on his suit.. Come on, get up now. The kids will be home in an hour. I've got the coffee on and I'll fry you some eggs." Mary, sit a minute. We've got to talk. Last night was incredible and you played me just the way I needed to make me forget what I have on that disk. This is a serious question. Am I going to be enough for you going forward? I don't want to have to get rough like I did last night just to get my rocks off with you. I want to love you and have you love me. This is what is important to me, but. It was quaint, and like all the rest, smelt strong of coffee. Brook was feeling more comfortable in this atmosphere. She felt a little more in control. They sat down at a table in the corner and Brook sucked in a long breath. ‘Casey, I made a mistake the other day.’ There, that wasn’t so hard. ‘It’s okay, I forgive you. You just got flustered.’ ‘Yeah…wait, what? It’s okay, just like that?’ She managed to stammer after the realization of what he said. ‘Yeah, you got scared. Thought we were. ?As if I?d lie to you, Mel.? Missy now began to feel adistinct unease at the way the conversation was going, she?d never heard adoctor talk that way before. She shuffled from one foot to the other as Mel?sgaze continued to take in the school-girl in front of her, Missy?s hair in it?spig-tails made her look younger than her 15 years, and feeling veryself-conscious in her uniform she was unable to meet Mel?s gaze and lookeddown, her hands reaching for the hem of her skirt as if to pull it lower.