The passing of time had not helped Clayton to overcome his feelings for Mandy. On the contrary, he seemed to have become still more obsessed.

He had amplified one of Mandy´s pictures that he had taken on the National and then printed it to have it hanging on his bedroom wall.

“Nice looking girl.” His mother was sweet to make this comment while she was preparing to vacuum his bedroom.

“She is my girlfriend.”

“Good for you, son.”

“And she is loaded too.”<