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ReadthetwopassagesanddotheTrueandFalseexercises.PaasageISilverLiningJuliaCartwrightuncrossedherlegsandsetherteacuponthebreakfasttable.Lifedidn’talwaysturnoutthewayshewanteditto.Drawinghersheerhousedressaroundhershoulders,shestoodandstrolledtothebaywindowthatoverlookedthetrainstationandGreta’sbakery.Theglowfromthestreet’slightpostsdimmedasdawngavewaytothemorning.Passengersmilledabout,someclingingtoloveones,whileothersstoodinlineforatasteofGreta’sscrumptiouspastries.Ifnothingelse,shewouldmisstheendearingscenebelow.Loweringhereyes,wetlashesrestedagainsthercheeks.SomanywonderfulmemoriesnowtaintedbythestabbingdeathofMrs.Monroe.Ashudderracedthroughherassheturnedfromthewindowandsurveyedthecardboardboxeslinedalongthebrickwall.Consideringherneighbor’shorrificfatetwonightsbefore,herunemploymentandmovetoasmallerplacepaledincomparison.Whatweighedmostonhermindwasdoingsomethingfortheoldwoman’sfamily,evenifitwasjusttositandcomfortthem.Maybeshecouldpurchasesomethingfromthebakeryandtakeittothefamilythisafternoon.Yes,that’swhatshewoulddo.“Excuseme,Julia.Doyouhaveamoment?”Thebaritonevoicebroughtheroutofherreverie.JulialookeduptoseethedetectiveassignedtoMrs.Monroe’scaseinthedoorway.“Sure,comein.”Whenhisdarkgazemoveddownherchiffon,silkgown,herstomachfluttered,asitdidwheneverhewasnear.Instinctively,shedrewthesatinsashtighter.Heclearedhisthroat.“Yoursisterletmein,butIcanalwayscomebacklater.”Julia’swarmcheeksmatchedhertintedhair.“No,pleasemakeyourselfcomfortablewhileIchange.”Shehurriedfromtheroom.Hersisterhadstayedovertohelpwithhermove,andsheplannedtostrangleherassoonasheleft.Howdaresheallowhimtocomebackwhileshewasindecent?Havingmetthedetectiveontwopreviousoccasions,shecouldn’tdenyherattractiontohim.Hisjetblackhairandinquisitiveeyeslefthernearlybreathless.Fanningherself,shebrowsedthroughherclosetseveralminutesbeforedecidingonasoft,bluecottondress.Shechangedandreturnedtothesunroom.“CanIgetyoucoffeeortea,detective?”Julieasked,notmissinghisappreciativeglimpseatherdress.“No,I’mgood.PleasecallmeWill.”Shesatinachairacrossfromhim,noticingforthefirsttimethedryrosewhichfellfromherfireplacemantel,nowlayinthecenterofthetable.Itwasagiftshe’dboughtherselflastValentine’sDay.Shechosetoignoreit.“Okay,Will,howcanIhelpyou?”Withpenandpadbeforehim,hisexpressionturnedserious.“Iwantedtogooverthisagain.Yousaidyouheardascreamattwoo’clock,Tuesdaymorning.Isthatcorrect?”“Yes,that’scorrect.”Withhisheadinclined,hescribblednotes.Hergazefollowedthemovementofhisstronghand.“Howcanyoubesureofthetime?”“Myfavoritetelevisionshowcameonwhenthescreamrangout.”Hecastacuriousglanceinherdirection.“Andwhatshowisthis?”Howembarrassing.Attwenty-five,shenotonlyboughtherselfrosesbutcarriedonaromancewiththetelevision.“TheDatingGame.”Hisfulllipstiltedatthecorners.Afterafewunspokenmoments,hecontinued.“Iknowyoucalledthepolice.Whatdidyoudoafterthat?”“JustasI’vetoldyouontwootheroccasions,Irantothewindow,andthat’swhenIsawtheguyonthefireescape.”“Youwereadamantabouthimbeingablackmale.Howcanyoubesurewhenit’snight?”Shewrappedherslenderfingersaroundtheteacupshe’dleftonthetableearlier.Liftingittoherlips,shesippedthelukewarmliquidandsetthecupbackonthesaucer.“Theareawaswell-lit,andhewasn’twearingafacemask.You’veaskedmemostofthesequestionsbefore.AreyouhopingI’llchangemystory?”Heclosedthenotepadandfoldedhishandsonthetable,drawingherattentiontohiswell-definedforearms.“You’retheonlywitnesswhohascomeforward,soI’mtryingtogetasmuchinformationaspossible.”Hesmiled,showingeven,whiteteeth.Warmthsweptthroughherlowerabdomen.Whatwasitabouthimthataffectedherthisway?Lookingaway,shesippedhertea.“Julia.”Thesoundslidoverherskinlikeoil.Shelookedupintohismidnighteyes.“Yes?”Asighresonatedthroughouttheroomasheleanedbackagainstthechair.“IhavetobehonestaboutwhyI’mreallyhere.Irememberedthatyourmoverswerecomingtoday,andIwantedtoseeyoubeforeyouleft.Iwouldliketostayintouch.”Tryingtosteadyherhandssohewouldn’thearthecupclinkingagainstthesaucer,shelethimcontinue.“Iwouldliketotakeyouout.Isthatpossible?”“Won’tthiscompromisethecase?”“Absolutelynot.You’renotasuspect.”Hisgazestillheldhers.“MaybeI’mmovingtoofast,butI’mtotallytakenbyyou.”Sincefaintingwasnotanoption,Juliatookamuchneededbreath.“Iwouldlikeverymuchtoseeyouagain.”“Istheofferstillgoodforacupofcoffee?”Willasked.“Yes,I’llberightback.”Shestoodandturnedtoleave.“Beforeyougo.Isthereastorybehindthisrose?”Hetwirleditbetweenhisfingers.“Notoneyou’regoingtohearfromme,detective.”Juliacouldhearhislaughterbehindherasshewentintothekitchen.Closinghereyes,shewrappedherarmsaroundherwaist.Althoughshe’dlosthersweetneighborandjob,betterdayswereahead.Fromnowon,shewouldfocusonthepositiveandlookforthesilverlining.Passage11.JuliaCartrightwasmoreconcernedaboutherunemploymentandmovetoasmallerplacethanherneighbor’sdeath.2.Juliaseemedtobesweptoffherfeetbythedetectiveassignedtoherneighbor’scasethoughshehadgothervalentine.3.JuliafeltembarrassedtorevealhersecretloveofadatingprogramonTV.4.ThedetectivecametoquestionJuliaforthethirdtimebecauseshemighthavecommittedthemurderofherneighbor.5.Withthedetective’s