"So we'll still see each other?" I asked hopefully. Fawn had put her overalls back on and was attaching the clasps at the top. "Of course we will," she said. "I just told you about all those dreams I had about you." "How 'bout if I pick you up Friday?" I suggested. She got her cell phone out. She looked like she was looking at a calendar. "Only in the daytime," she said. "I'm working that night. Sunday?"...