"Fox, honestly must I spell it out for you!?" Amanda said in frustration as she threw away the last pieces of Theresa's letter.
Fox stood staring at his sister, watching her throw away the letter that sparked his interest. He wondered what Theresa need to say that was so important that she could not say it to his face. Theresa and he always told each other everything, no secrets were kept...at least they both thought so. Fox recalled through his memory that Theresa had been acting differently lately. He didn't think much of it at first because Theresa went through periods like this, but he felt that this time it was different. Something serious was wrong and he needed to find out what.
"What did the letter say?" He asked curiously as he brushed his right hand through his hair.
"Why should it matter to you?" She said sarcastically. Amanda loved Fox with all her heart, but she knew that he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer and when it came to love, it frustrated her. She wanted to see Fox happy with Theresa, not with Whitney. Just from the looks of her, Amanda didn't trust Whitney as far as she could throw her. She knew there was something more to her than meets the eyes.
"Amanda, Theresa is my best friend. If something is wrong with her I want to know," he said with a look of natural concern in his eyes. She could see how much he cared for her, but she didn't think he realized just how much he loved her.
"Nothing too serious is wrong," she told him. "What Theresa wrote in that letter is not my responsibility to tell you."
"Why did she rip it apart? Why the hell did she run out like that?"
Amanda was just about ready to bang her head against the wall. She now didn't know if he didn't know the truth or if he was just that stupid. Fox paced up and down the room in deep thought and as Amanda was about to explain everything to him Whitney walked in.
"Fox," Whitney said.
"Don't people knock anymore?" Amanda asked herself quietly.
"Fox, I'm gonna get going. I have to stop by Chad and see what time he's picking me up tonight."
"Are you going now?" He asked with a huge grin growing larger by the minute on his face.
"More than likely, yes."
"Do you need a ride? I'm taking Amanda over by him to set up everything for tonight. Amanda is going to be singing a few songs."
"Really?" Whitney said as she glanced over with Amanda with a jealous look. It was apparent that Whitney didn't like Amanda much either. "Well, I'd love a ride," she said looking directly at Amanda.
"You know, I'm going to be walking," Amanda said. She didn't want to go with Whitney anywhere, much less anywhere with Fox and Whitney together. "I have a few errands to run before tonight so I have decided to walk. So there's no need to drive either of us," she smiled at Whitney as though she had won the battle for now.
"Nonsense! Get your things and I'll drop you off now. You can do your errands afterwards."
Amanda closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she entered Crane Studios. She felt at more at home in the studio than anywhere else. Her eyes locked instantly with Chad who was going through some track.
'Cute,' she thought. 'I wonder how someone like Whitney can get a good guy like that.'
"Hey baby!" Whitney said as she smothered Chad in kissed.
"So this is the Amanda Fox has been telling me so much about right?" Chad asked as he pointed to Amanda.
"Guilty," she smiled.
"Well, it's nice to meet you. Shall we get right down to business?"
"Of course. Oh Fox...don't worry about me, I'll walk home."
"You know, baby," Chad said as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, "I'll be here for a few hours, then I have to go to the mansion and set up for the party. So maybe it's better if you catch a ride home with Fox. If that's okay of course."
"No problem, Chad," Fox said. "I'll take her right home."
"Great, thanks man."
Amanda now knew where Chad stood. He was the clueless boyfriend that had no idea what was going on under his nose. Amanda truly felt bad for him. Chad seemed to be a nice guy and Amanda knew nice guys finished last in this big world. Amanda made up her mind to start changing things tonight at the party.
"So what songs have you selected?" Chad asked as he pulled out a chair for Amanda.
"Well, I was going to sing a few songs I wrote, but I think that's gonna change. Here, we'll do this..." Amanda went on to explain her new plans and Chad loved it. After listening to Amanda go over her songs with him, Chad thought that she was going to be a hit tonight. He recognized that she had talent and even offered to set up a demo with her whenever she wanted to. Amanda loved the idea so much, but she knew that she needed to rest because of the baby, so she gratefully thanked him and told him perhaps another time.
Amanda went home shortly afterwards and sat around watching everyone set up. She had about an hour or so to spare before she needed to hop into the shower, and she didn't really have anything to do, so she just sat around. Her feet were aching her and she was tired so she decided to put her feet up and take a little nap. Amanda drifted off to sleep, not realizing what time it was, she woke up and saw that guests had begun to arrive. Amanda quickly went to her room and hopped into the shower. In the shower she began to warm up her voice. The shower was the place she first began to sing, the first place she really felt the soul behind her voice, and now it was the only place she could relax.
Theresa stood before her mirror mesmerized by the image she saw staring back at her. She saw a tired, worn out girl who was about to become a mother for the first time...an unwed mother. Theresa hated herself and was terribly disappointed in herself. She couldn't understand how she could have gotten pregnant with a man who didn't even have genuine feelings for her. She felt like a fool, a fool in some kind of game that she didn't know how to play. Glancing at the clock, she could see that 7 o'clock was approaching quicker than she wanted. Hearing her mother call for her to leave, Theresa hesitated. She wanted to go, to see his face, to see how handsome he was in his tux, but she didn't want to go. Why should she? The man she loved, the man whose child she was carrying was going to be there. Not only did he not love her, but he loved her best friend. Her best friend. She never thought that her best friend would become one of her enemies, not in a million years would have she guessed that she would fight with Whitney for a man's affections.
"Theresita! Get down her now! We're leaving!" Pilar called out again.
Theresa found herself unable to move. She was stuck as though she was grounded to her floor by concrete. Theresa tried to move, but couldn't. She was being held back though she wanted to move forward and go. Not understanding, she collapsed onto the floor into a little ball and began to cry.
"Oh what is that girl doing!?" Pilar said as she made her way up to Theresa's room.
Seeing her daughter laying on the floor Pilar ran to make sure nothing serious was wrong.
"Theresita, what's wrong?"
Theresa didn't speak, she only continued to sob. Pilar pleaded with her to speak, to say something, but Theresa stayed silent. Finally Pilar threatened to get Luis if she didn't stop it. Theresa slowly stopped crying and looked up at her mother, the mother who was perfect in her eyes, with swollen red eyes, and a red nose.
"What is going on?" Pilar asked.
"I'm so sorry, Mama," Theresa cried. "I'm so sorry!"
"Sorry for what?"
"I'm....I'm..." she tried to spit it out, but found herself unable to.
"You're what, Theresita?"
I'm....I'm..pregnant," she finally cried out. "I'm pregnant, mama."
"Oh dear God! Who? Who is the father, Theresita?"
"I can't say," she said as she turned her head away from her mother.
"Theresita, tell me who did this to you!"
"No one did this to me, mama! I made love with Fox by choice! I love him, mama. I love him," she cried.
"Does he love you?"
She shook her head as she whipped away her tears, "No...he loves someone else."
"Who?"
"Whitney...he loves my best friend."
"Theresita, I'm so sorry. Does he know about the baby?"
"No, I can't tell him. Not just yet."
"I understand. Do you still want to go tonight?"
"Yes, mama. I want to. Come on," she said as she glanced at the clock. "It's getting late."
As Fox stood around talking to some of his parent's old friends, he kept an eye on the door for her. He needed to speak with Theresa and find out what was in that letter. All day he thought about what could be wrong. He hoped that Theresa wasn't sick and that nothing too serious was wrong. But once she walked in through the Crane mansion doors, Fox forgot everything about Theresa. Whitney always had that kind of effect on him. Whenever she walked in a room, time stood still and the earth stopped moving. Smiling to her, Fox managed to get away from the crowd and slipped upstairs into his room. With the lights dim and sweet romantic music playing, Whitney entered Fox's room as she removed her coat to reveal her rather revealing dress. She wore a short blue silk dress that she had purchased just for Fox today.
Slowly and very seductively, Whitney began to sweep across to room to him. Fox stood beside his window staring at her in awe. To him, she was breath taking, no woman in the world could ever compare to her beauty. Whitney owned Fox's heart and soul from the first moment he had laid eyes on her. He smiled as he recalled their first meeting at Crane Industries. It had been when Theresa was thought to be Mrs. Julian Crane. Fox was fairly new in town and he had decided to stay in Harmony, and to do so he needed money, so Theresa hired him. Whitney, just returning from tennis practice, decided to stop by Theresa's office and see how she was getting along. Fox instantly locked eyes with her. His first impression of her was nothing more than she being good for a ride or two whenever Fox needed a fix. Never had he imagined that he would find himself falling in love with someone as beautiful and caring as she.
"Fox," she whispered softly in his ear as she laid her hands upon his chest, "I need you. I need you now," she finished as she began to kiss him sensually.
Fox moaned as she awoke sensations in him that he never knew existed. Fox though knew that this was too risky, so he pulled back.
"We can't do this. At least not here, not now."
"Why not?" She laughed playfully as bit the lower portion of her lip, enticing him even more.
"Because it's too risky here when Chad is right downstairs along with the rest of Harmony. Tomorrow," he said as he licked his lips to remember the taste of her sweet kisses, "tomorrow, my love."
"Call me then," she said as she slid her hands down to his manhood and left his room.
Theresa stood behind in the back of the hallway watching Whitney leave Fox's room. She didn't have to ask what happened, she already knew. Once Whitney had gone downstairs and Fox too, Theresa ran to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. She decided then and there that she would never cry over another man in her life.
"I won't allow myself to be hurt anymore," she said determinedly as she applied concelear to her face. "Enough is enough, and I won't be played as the fool any longer."
"Ready?" Chad asked Amanda as he was about to announce her.
"Ready," she smiled.
When Chad was able to gather everyone's attention he announced that Amanda had just returned home and that she was going to sing a song for everyone. Announcing her, Amanda stepped before everyone with a microphone in her hand. She could feel all the eyes staring upon her and she loved it. She had always craved for that kind of attention that she received when she went on stage to perform. As the music began, Amanda closed her eyes and took a deep breath...
Daily grind is stealing me away again
When I just wanna lay back down
Another night gone and don't know where it went
What I need more than anything right now.
Is time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
The words of the song touched Theresa. She recalled the night that she and Fox and made love. How spontaneous it was, how romantic, and how special it would always be to her. She wished that she could go back to that night and just lay there in his arms forever.
Days had since past since their night of ecstasy, causing Theresa to long for the taste of his gentle sweet kisses upon her neck, for the touch of his fingers as they explored over her body in uncharted territories, and for the feel of safety and comfort as they laid in bed together with his arms wrapped lovingly around her. Those things and more she had missed desperately, and though she only experienced them once, once was enough to make her want to experience them again and again forever until her dying day.
Seven days you and me in paradise
The world revolving around us
We'd still be there and forever if the choice was mine
'Cause seven days that's not enough
Is time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
Time with you
Turning his head, Fox saw Theresa staring at him in a way that he never seen her do before. Once Theresa had seen him staring back she quickly turned away in shame.
Fox turned his attention back to Amanda and her song and smiled as he remembered making love to Theresa. That night he had felt something he had never felt before...love. That night he fell in love with Theresa. He didn't let it show though for fear of getting hurt. She of course was still hanging on to her obsession with Ethan. Fox didn't want to compete with Ethan because he knew he would always own a piece of Theresa's heart no matter what. Fox couldn't compete with that no matter how hard he tried. Ethan would always be her number one.
"Make love to me, Fox," Theresa said as she moaned in ecstasy. "Make love to me now!"
Smothering her in kisses along her neck, Fox slowly laid his body on top of her.
"Are you sure, Resa? I want you so much right now, but only if you want me to."
With pleading eyes Theresa said, "Yes, take me now!"
Whitney, who was standing beside Fox, saw in daze off. She began to wonder what he was thinking of. For fear that he was thinking of someone else, she snapped him out of his daze.
"What time tomorrow?" She whispered into his ear.
Looking at Theresa, he suddenly felt a pain of guilt. Turning his attention back to Whitney he said, "Anytime your ready, I'll be there."
I'm gone for now to do the things I have to do
But baby you know I live
For time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
More time with you
Glancing over at Fox once more she saw him and Whitney very close. She knew she had to go on staying silent about her pregnancy until it was time to come up with some excuse. She wouldn't think about it until then though. And as the song ended, Theresa grabbed her coat and exited as quietly as she had entered.
Before leaving though, she turned back to see Fox, "Goodbye, my love," she said.
Fox stood staring at his sister, watching her throw away the letter that sparked his interest. He wondered what Theresa need to say that was so important that she could not say it to his face. Theresa and he always told each other everything, no secrets were kept...at least they both thought so. Fox recalled through his memory that Theresa had been acting differently lately. He didn't think much of it at first because Theresa went through periods like this, but he felt that this time it was different. Something serious was wrong and he needed to find out what.
"What did the letter say?" He asked curiously as he brushed his right hand through his hair.
"Why should it matter to you?" She said sarcastically. Amanda loved Fox with all her heart, but she knew that he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer and when it came to love, it frustrated her. She wanted to see Fox happy with Theresa, not with Whitney. Just from the looks of her, Amanda didn't trust Whitney as far as she could throw her. She knew there was something more to her than meets the eyes.
"Amanda, Theresa is my best friend. If something is wrong with her I want to know," he said with a look of natural concern in his eyes. She could see how much he cared for her, but she didn't think he realized just how much he loved her.
"Nothing too serious is wrong," she told him. "What Theresa wrote in that letter is not my responsibility to tell you."
"Why did she rip it apart? Why the hell did she run out like that?"
Amanda was just about ready to bang her head against the wall. She now didn't know if he didn't know the truth or if he was just that stupid. Fox paced up and down the room in deep thought and as Amanda was about to explain everything to him Whitney walked in.
"Fox," Whitney said.
"Don't people knock anymore?" Amanda asked herself quietly.
"Fox, I'm gonna get going. I have to stop by Chad and see what time he's picking me up tonight."
"Are you going now?" He asked with a huge grin growing larger by the minute on his face.
"More than likely, yes."
"Do you need a ride? I'm taking Amanda over by him to set up everything for tonight. Amanda is going to be singing a few songs."
"Really?" Whitney said as she glanced over with Amanda with a jealous look. It was apparent that Whitney didn't like Amanda much either. "Well, I'd love a ride," she said looking directly at Amanda.
"You know, I'm going to be walking," Amanda said. She didn't want to go with Whitney anywhere, much less anywhere with Fox and Whitney together. "I have a few errands to run before tonight so I have decided to walk. So there's no need to drive either of us," she smiled at Whitney as though she had won the battle for now.
"Nonsense! Get your things and I'll drop you off now. You can do your errands afterwards."
Amanda closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she entered Crane Studios. She felt at more at home in the studio than anywhere else. Her eyes locked instantly with Chad who was going through some track.
'Cute,' she thought. 'I wonder how someone like Whitney can get a good guy like that.'
"Hey baby!" Whitney said as she smothered Chad in kissed.
"So this is the Amanda Fox has been telling me so much about right?" Chad asked as he pointed to Amanda.
"Guilty," she smiled.
"Well, it's nice to meet you. Shall we get right down to business?"
"Of course. Oh Fox...don't worry about me, I'll walk home."
"You know, baby," Chad said as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, "I'll be here for a few hours, then I have to go to the mansion and set up for the party. So maybe it's better if you catch a ride home with Fox. If that's okay of course."
"No problem, Chad," Fox said. "I'll take her right home."
"Great, thanks man."
Amanda now knew where Chad stood. He was the clueless boyfriend that had no idea what was going on under his nose. Amanda truly felt bad for him. Chad seemed to be a nice guy and Amanda knew nice guys finished last in this big world. Amanda made up her mind to start changing things tonight at the party.
"So what songs have you selected?" Chad asked as he pulled out a chair for Amanda.
"Well, I was going to sing a few songs I wrote, but I think that's gonna change. Here, we'll do this..." Amanda went on to explain her new plans and Chad loved it. After listening to Amanda go over her songs with him, Chad thought that she was going to be a hit tonight. He recognized that she had talent and even offered to set up a demo with her whenever she wanted to. Amanda loved the idea so much, but she knew that she needed to rest because of the baby, so she gratefully thanked him and told him perhaps another time.
Amanda went home shortly afterwards and sat around watching everyone set up. She had about an hour or so to spare before she needed to hop into the shower, and she didn't really have anything to do, so she just sat around. Her feet were aching her and she was tired so she decided to put her feet up and take a little nap. Amanda drifted off to sleep, not realizing what time it was, she woke up and saw that guests had begun to arrive. Amanda quickly went to her room and hopped into the shower. In the shower she began to warm up her voice. The shower was the place she first began to sing, the first place she really felt the soul behind her voice, and now it was the only place she could relax.
Theresa stood before her mirror mesmerized by the image she saw staring back at her. She saw a tired, worn out girl who was about to become a mother for the first time...an unwed mother. Theresa hated herself and was terribly disappointed in herself. She couldn't understand how she could have gotten pregnant with a man who didn't even have genuine feelings for her. She felt like a fool, a fool in some kind of game that she didn't know how to play. Glancing at the clock, she could see that 7 o'clock was approaching quicker than she wanted. Hearing her mother call for her to leave, Theresa hesitated. She wanted to go, to see his face, to see how handsome he was in his tux, but she didn't want to go. Why should she? The man she loved, the man whose child she was carrying was going to be there. Not only did he not love her, but he loved her best friend. Her best friend. She never thought that her best friend would become one of her enemies, not in a million years would have she guessed that she would fight with Whitney for a man's affections.
"Theresita! Get down her now! We're leaving!" Pilar called out again.
Theresa found herself unable to move. She was stuck as though she was grounded to her floor by concrete. Theresa tried to move, but couldn't. She was being held back though she wanted to move forward and go. Not understanding, she collapsed onto the floor into a little ball and began to cry.
"Oh what is that girl doing!?" Pilar said as she made her way up to Theresa's room.
Seeing her daughter laying on the floor Pilar ran to make sure nothing serious was wrong.
"Theresita, what's wrong?"
Theresa didn't speak, she only continued to sob. Pilar pleaded with her to speak, to say something, but Theresa stayed silent. Finally Pilar threatened to get Luis if she didn't stop it. Theresa slowly stopped crying and looked up at her mother, the mother who was perfect in her eyes, with swollen red eyes, and a red nose.
"What is going on?" Pilar asked.
"I'm so sorry, Mama," Theresa cried. "I'm so sorry!"
"Sorry for what?"
"I'm....I'm..." she tried to spit it out, but found herself unable to.
"You're what, Theresita?"
I'm....I'm..pregnant," she finally cried out. "I'm pregnant, mama."
"Oh dear God! Who? Who is the father, Theresita?"
"I can't say," she said as she turned her head away from her mother.
"Theresita, tell me who did this to you!"
"No one did this to me, mama! I made love with Fox by choice! I love him, mama. I love him," she cried.
"Does he love you?"
She shook her head as she whipped away her tears, "No...he loves someone else."
"Who?"
"Whitney...he loves my best friend."
"Theresita, I'm so sorry. Does he know about the baby?"
"No, I can't tell him. Not just yet."
"I understand. Do you still want to go tonight?"
"Yes, mama. I want to. Come on," she said as she glanced at the clock. "It's getting late."
As Fox stood around talking to some of his parent's old friends, he kept an eye on the door for her. He needed to speak with Theresa and find out what was in that letter. All day he thought about what could be wrong. He hoped that Theresa wasn't sick and that nothing too serious was wrong. But once she walked in through the Crane mansion doors, Fox forgot everything about Theresa. Whitney always had that kind of effect on him. Whenever she walked in a room, time stood still and the earth stopped moving. Smiling to her, Fox managed to get away from the crowd and slipped upstairs into his room. With the lights dim and sweet romantic music playing, Whitney entered Fox's room as she removed her coat to reveal her rather revealing dress. She wore a short blue silk dress that she had purchased just for Fox today.
Slowly and very seductively, Whitney began to sweep across to room to him. Fox stood beside his window staring at her in awe. To him, she was breath taking, no woman in the world could ever compare to her beauty. Whitney owned Fox's heart and soul from the first moment he had laid eyes on her. He smiled as he recalled their first meeting at Crane Industries. It had been when Theresa was thought to be Mrs. Julian Crane. Fox was fairly new in town and he had decided to stay in Harmony, and to do so he needed money, so Theresa hired him. Whitney, just returning from tennis practice, decided to stop by Theresa's office and see how she was getting along. Fox instantly locked eyes with her. His first impression of her was nothing more than she being good for a ride or two whenever Fox needed a fix. Never had he imagined that he would find himself falling in love with someone as beautiful and caring as she.
"Fox," she whispered softly in his ear as she laid her hands upon his chest, "I need you. I need you now," she finished as she began to kiss him sensually.
Fox moaned as she awoke sensations in him that he never knew existed. Fox though knew that this was too risky, so he pulled back.
"We can't do this. At least not here, not now."
"Why not?" She laughed playfully as bit the lower portion of her lip, enticing him even more.
"Because it's too risky here when Chad is right downstairs along with the rest of Harmony. Tomorrow," he said as he licked his lips to remember the taste of her sweet kisses, "tomorrow, my love."
"Call me then," she said as she slid her hands down to his manhood and left his room.
Theresa stood behind in the back of the hallway watching Whitney leave Fox's room. She didn't have to ask what happened, she already knew. Once Whitney had gone downstairs and Fox too, Theresa ran to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. She decided then and there that she would never cry over another man in her life.
"I won't allow myself to be hurt anymore," she said determinedly as she applied concelear to her face. "Enough is enough, and I won't be played as the fool any longer."
"Ready?" Chad asked Amanda as he was about to announce her.
"Ready," she smiled.
When Chad was able to gather everyone's attention he announced that Amanda had just returned home and that she was going to sing a song for everyone. Announcing her, Amanda stepped before everyone with a microphone in her hand. She could feel all the eyes staring upon her and she loved it. She had always craved for that kind of attention that she received when she went on stage to perform. As the music began, Amanda closed her eyes and took a deep breath...
Daily grind is stealing me away again
When I just wanna lay back down
Another night gone and don't know where it went
What I need more than anything right now.
Is time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
The words of the song touched Theresa. She recalled the night that she and Fox and made love. How spontaneous it was, how romantic, and how special it would always be to her. She wished that she could go back to that night and just lay there in his arms forever.
Days had since past since their night of ecstasy, causing Theresa to long for the taste of his gentle sweet kisses upon her neck, for the touch of his fingers as they explored over her body in uncharted territories, and for the feel of safety and comfort as they laid in bed together with his arms wrapped lovingly around her. Those things and more she had missed desperately, and though she only experienced them once, once was enough to make her want to experience them again and again forever until her dying day.
Seven days you and me in paradise
The world revolving around us
We'd still be there and forever if the choice was mine
'Cause seven days that's not enough
Is time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
Time with you
Turning his head, Fox saw Theresa staring at him in a way that he never seen her do before. Once Theresa had seen him staring back she quickly turned away in shame.
Fox turned his attention back to Amanda and her song and smiled as he remembered making love to Theresa. That night he had felt something he had never felt before...love. That night he fell in love with Theresa. He didn't let it show though for fear of getting hurt. She of course was still hanging on to her obsession with Ethan. Fox didn't want to compete with Ethan because he knew he would always own a piece of Theresa's heart no matter what. Fox couldn't compete with that no matter how hard he tried. Ethan would always be her number one.
"Make love to me, Fox," Theresa said as she moaned in ecstasy. "Make love to me now!"
Smothering her in kisses along her neck, Fox slowly laid his body on top of her.
"Are you sure, Resa? I want you so much right now, but only if you want me to."
With pleading eyes Theresa said, "Yes, take me now!"
Whitney, who was standing beside Fox, saw in daze off. She began to wonder what he was thinking of. For fear that he was thinking of someone else, she snapped him out of his daze.
"What time tomorrow?" She whispered into his ear.
Looking at Theresa, he suddenly felt a pain of guilt. Turning his attention back to Whitney he said, "Anytime your ready, I'll be there."
I'm gone for now to do the things I have to do
But baby you know I live
For time with you more time with you
To laugh and talk and play and make more love to you
Ah there's nothing in this world I'd rather do
Then spend time with you
More time with you
Glancing over at Fox once more she saw him and Whitney very close. She knew she had to go on staying silent about her pregnancy until it was time to come up with some excuse. She wouldn't think about it until then though. And as the song ended, Theresa grabbed her coat and exited as quietly as she had entered.
Before leaving though, she turned back to see Fox, "Goodbye, my love," she said.