"My point exactly," Rachel gently took Nichole's chin and made her sister look her in the eye. "We both always knew that it was wrong, but that was wh...at made it so intense. I miss that, and I miss you. You were my sister, my lover, and my best friend. When you moved halfway across the country, I felt like I lost a limb or something." "So did I," Nichole admitted. "And now here we are," Rachel was almost trembling as she ran her thumb over Nichole's bottom lip. "I still want you as badly as. This time, I'd decided to put two degrees on my plate: Architecture and Urban Design. As a professional sculptor, I considered a minor in sculpture, but that made things too complicated, so instead I just took as many sculpture classes as I could get away with.On the bright side, I kind of had a baby face; I managed to fit in with most of the 18-24 crowd, mostly surprising them when I revealed my actual age.My mother was Italian, and I'd picked up enough of the language from her and from my. ”I was about to say something but I pretended that I didn’t hear what she said and turned around and went back to my writing or really a blank screen.“Hey!! What’s so important that you can’t pay attention to me? I came all the way over here to see you and you paying more attention to the computer than me.” She said as her mouth put on a little pout.“You came over because of the air conditioning beside I am trying write this story and you interrupted me.” I said to her slightly teasing.“Turn. "Lori came out on the patio then. "Dave I need to go meet the newteachers at my place. Maybe Agnes would like to go along since she'llbe living there too?" Oh yes, are they as nice and pretty as you are?"It seemed like the entire neighborhood turned out to welcome everyoneas well as help move Lori's things to my house. Lori insisted that myMom take the Master bedroom for herself. And then she was caught up ingetting to know her new housemates. When I expressed my worries abouther being there.