"Oh, Hi Chelsea! How are you?" she said in a speedish tone, "I'm good, thanks" I said with a smile. "You look fantastic" she said right over me"Now To...mmy can be hard to deal with, so just let him do what he wants to an extent" she said"Also, His bedtime is 9:00 P.M. make sure he is in bed at that time!, and there is $150 Dollars on the counter for food and what not"."Ok, is there anything else I should know?" i said. "I think that's everything" she replied."Ok Then" I said.She then walked over. ’ lied Arthur, ‘there was noting I could do.’ ‘Okay mate, keep calm, how is she, is she breathing?’ ‘No.’ said Arthur, the reality of the situation striking home properly for the first time, ‘she’s dead.’ A mist formed in front of his eyes and he fell unconscious for the second time that night. ______________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________________________________ It was a simple funeral but Arthur had invited most of. . and notjust borrowed... again... you... and something blue... all the nastybruises... black and blue... yes... and again... you... They're not tyingyour hands... they're being left quirte free... so that they can flutterand flail... helplessly... and daintily... delicately... like brokenwinged birds... in the breeze... as Someone ties a torn strip... of yourown pillowcase... fittingly... around the front of your neck... and theback of the contraption... so that you're held in place... by. I just stripped and avoided eye contact, making my way down the hall to the showers. I went all the way to the last stall and stepped inside. The curtain left a gap of several inches on either side. The water was warm, and I stood still under it for a while. Then I heard someone in flip flops walking down the shower hall. The flip flops kept flipping and flopping right up to my stall. I thought this was strange as there were several open stalls available. I figured that this guy must be.