-1When I enter your office I immediately notice that had happened a little.
Dumbly you are at the window and look into the rain out.
I come slowly toward you and our looks meet in the mirror of the window pane.
"You have cried?" I ask you surprised and see the eyes like you, close.
"I have to do it a reason for it and this properly."You say, in a defiant intonation.
"So? What kind of soft-boiled eggs are cry."I state.
"Clear."You mumble and you open the eyes, again.
I see pain and task in your eyes. Should you make it really true this time?
This time, you really giving up debit test? I wanted or couldn't believe in it.
I tell your names gently Jim touches you timidly I don't often do what and extend a hand " .
"Perhaps you should sleep about this a night. Tomorrow, the thing then looks quite different."
"It doesn't get no. Tomorrow, Melli won't have risen from the dead of the dead bodies again. She still will lie in one of the cooling chambers."
You break off when tears well up in your eyes once more. You turn yourself over, fold the arms in front of the chest, go through this on defense and look at me.
Our looks meet and I know that it is really definite this time.
We both wince knocks as it at your office door.
A woman soon afterwards is in the door and looks at me surprised.
Also I look surprised. What does this woman here want? And does she want in front of all. What of you?
"Are you ready, James?"She asks you and you nod.
"Yes, I am ready."You responded and approach her.
You gently take into the arms and a more tenderly kiss follows.
"'Cut Throat Bitch' runs out of you with this?"I ask surprised.
You wrinkle annoyedly the forehead.
"I call her Amber."