And maybe tonight...Maybe I'll fall...Maybe he'll crash through my wall..Maybe at last, love will come back, and take me deep into his arms...Maybe tonight he'll finally fall in love with me...

Cuddy lay in bed. Unable to sleep, she saw the digital clock beisde her بستر tick over. 4:45am. Early. Very Early. But she couldn't sleep. It was like she was haunted سے طرف کی him. His smile, his warm touch, his gentle words. James Wilson. His name rolled softly into her mind. She rolled onto her side, thinknig of him. The گزشتہ day, he had sat with her. Eating a ham and mustard sandich, they just sat....