...t to answer it. A handsome young man stood there with a
mellow envelope in his left hand. Clover looked up from her fashion
magazine and was instantly infatuated. She rushed to him trapping Alex
between them. Alex, move! She complained. I would if you werent
crushing me against todays new boyfriend, Alex replied grunting for
breath as her lungs were squeezed empty between Clovers and the guys
torsos. Sam came out of the shower and was surprised at the sight of her
friends and the scared delivery man tangled hopelessly in the door. She
sighed and walked to the tangled mass of people. What are you doing? She
asked in a weighted tone. There was no answer among the grunting and
struggling. I know this is about a boy, Sam thought. She gave a casual
shove to them sending them all crashing out into the hall way. Sam helped
up the dazed delivery boy. Sorry about that. My friends can be a little...
hyper, Sam apologized. Uh, sure, he said, dismissing the whole affair.
Uh, I have a delivery for some one named Samantha Simpson. That would be
me, She replied. He handed her the mellow envelope. She thanked him and he
went on his way. He walked at a normal pace but broke into a run when he
saw Clover coming after him. An embarrassed, Alex stood up to rush after
them..Sam just settled to the table and took out the
photos. They looked exactly the same as they did at the Rite aid managers
office. Sam looked over the map of the harbor...