Eight

Luna looked at the dress lying on the bed. It was black and had a heart-shaped neckline. It came to a little above the knee. She had bought it a week ago. She wondered if Lily would go. Lily had been his friend since she started working at Domicile, plus, she had a serious problem; she was pregnant, barely 2 months. She had a partner, of course, but her boyfriend was not the father. He had kept this from her, and she didn't know what to do. He didn't know whether to tell her the truth, or keep it in the middle of his throat.

He had talked to her today. Lily was totally desperate, she didn't know what to do.

She took the dress and left it on the counter next to the mirror. She went into the bathroom and inwardly disowned James. She had left the towel lying in the middle of the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stepped into it. He could take some time. Dinner was starting at 10, it was barely 8:20.

He didn't know how to help Lily. He had advised her as he saw fit. But he didn't kno