This Is College?' Schyler Asked.

That Morning, She Had Found An Envelope Stuffed Into Her Locker. It Was From The Mercer Hotel, And Held A Plastic Door Key For Their Suite. "see You There Tonight," Oliver Had Written. "chomp! Chomp!

Maybe She'd Been Drinking Too Much Of The Super-sweet Mexican Coca-cola They Had Down Here. Or Maybe She Was Just Tired, Alone, And Far From Home. Because Somewhere In The Brittle, Concrete Center Of Azrael's Dark Heart, Something Was Melting.

Kingsley Did The Same, Except He Also Removed His T-shirt, Showing Off His Broad Chest, Tan And Smooth. When Had Kingsley Had Time To Work On His Tan? Mimi Wondered.

Stop Your Doubting, My Love. I Knew You Would Find Me. ~jack

That Was The Thing About Pictures--they Were Worth A Thousand Words, But Sometimes They Weren't The Right Ones.