Date Posted:Tue, Feb 03 2004, 9:16pm PST Author: Atticus Subject: you know i used to be, such a nice boy..
He had decided to take her to this quaint little restaurant, mainly because he thuoght no one would see them, and no one would know them. He helped her out of his car - the same he had had when they were younger - looking up at the stars on the roof of it. It was a ratty old thing, but he hadn't the heart to give it up.