a dark-haired lady next to the empty chairs turned and waved at their approach . there was n't any tape strung up , but with all the official vehicles , it was obvious the park might be closed . his black kill-suit and tie hung off him like it was his skin . when he took me to my hotel , i let him in and the kissing turned to fooling around . i had not cried , but the lump in my throat was growing bigger and bigger , blocking my voice . 