They were already up in K's bedroom before the clock struck midnight.Laura, Kathleen and Mike retreated early after a tea and some nightcap by the fireplace. They had to be up early the next morning to bring down some of the horses to town for the annual Christmas parade. 

 The airport was surprisingly empty - almost. There were just very few people waiting to board the next plane to New York, two of which were Jesse and K. A week had quickly passed, and they were already bound back to the Big Apple. Jesse loved Augusta, and wished that he and K could stay a little longer. It somehow felt like home, like 

 It was Martin Luther King Day. Aperture threw a benefit concert in light of the holiday. It was all Jesse's idea. He had always been an advocate against racial discrimination. Even if he grew up spoilt rotten, he never turned out to be a mean kid - he was just lonely. And growing up without the presence or any semblance of family, he sou

 She sat on the bed, her back leaned comfortably against the headboard. She and Jesse had just finished dinner, and that ribeye he cooked was incredibly good. She just came off from the shower, and was feeling really refreshed. Jesse was in the living room, having a conference call with Aperture's Artist and Repertoire manager from their

 Cold, icy rain splattered against his windshield as he drove all the way from the Lower East Side to Manhattan. It poured so loud and hard, that it felt like hailstones were hitting his car's roof. Jesse's hands were so cold and clammy - and he was suppressing a shiver that was twisted and buried deep in his gut. He was weighed down by dread, and for the first time in a long while - he didn't want