She slipped the box's contents out and removed a clear plastic pouch. "Oh no!" What's the problem?"She held up the bag for me to see. "They've sent us... a black one!" Can't we exchange it?" Not now I've broken the seal and opened the box."We stared at each other for several moments. The merest glimmer of a smile formed on her sweet little face. "What d'you think? Fancy black?"I smirked (though how could see know I was thrilled by the mistake). "Why not? Might be fun." We both chuckled.She swiftly. I want to put us back on the tracks.”She looked at me expectantly as I considered what she said. I’d also thought we had something good going and I had wanted it to continue. Like her I would like to put us back on track, but in the back of my mind there was a little kernel of ‘leery.’ It might not be manly of me to admit it, but I was afraid of being hurt again. If it happened again I wasn’t sure that I’d be able to eventually get over it. While she said she was joking when she said the future. After lunch she went to her next class, biology. She walked into Professor McDonalds (Josh) class and sat in her front row seat. He was typing away on his computer as the class filled. As always, Josh began to lecture, not showing any attention to Allie or anyone else in the class. Allie hastily took notes as he talked. Soon she was normal. Her mind was back on her work and when the class ended, she got up and left, just like everyday. Just as she walked out of the door, her phone rang. The. Dear Richard, As per our earlier discussion, Secretary Janet Davis is to be dismissed for whatever reason immediately after she returns to work. Erica Riken "Thank you," Janet stuttered when she looked up from the paper. "By the way, had you turned it on, that would have been deleted," cautioned Carl. Janet paid for the service in cash, and handed Carl the bills that she had kept folded in her hand. "That's not necessary," he said. "Buy the whole office a good lunch on me. I don't.