<strong>Emily</strong><br/><strong>At the office</strong><br/><strong>With Frank</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“Oh, well,” Emily tried not to let her relief show, “he did say he’s been going to watch street racing, and talking to the racers.  And he said he had somewhere he releases his energy and that he’d have been there if I hadn't picked them up.  But I don’t know if he was meaning the street racing, or somewhere else.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“Is everything OK?  You look worried Frank.  Anything I can do?  He did talk to me a bit; he's a nice boy really.”</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">She hoped Sam was alright.  He seemed a good-natured kid under that adolescent bluster.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">And Chrissie hadn't said anything, evidently!  It was beyond stupid but even with this little drama and the PTS job coming up she couldn't help herself thinking about it, and hoping against hope that the gorgeous little girl might even accept her idiotic friend request.</span><br/>