past her, I swear to this day she gently (just barely) touched my butt on the way through. "Wow." I said. Her house was amazing. Photos hung from every available inch of wall. Sunset landscapes over snowy peaks, black and white scenes of bustling cities, sepia-themed photos imitating days gone by, and the occasional personal shot of friends and family here and there. I was a little incredulous. "and you need help?" I said, turning to her. Kayly laughed, shaking her head, a