Does she honestly think that I’m that vulnerable or something? Like what the fuck is this. And she’s always smiling! Always! Like no matter what I... say or do, she’s always fucking smiling at me. I can’t tell whether she’s crazy or genuinely happy to see me scream and shout like a spoiled brat.”“Wow,” he clapped his hands softly. “That was some speech. I don’t think I’ve heard you actually rant like that. You’re normally a calm person. Do you at least feel better now?”“Not really.”“Well…since you. .." Actually, I was thinking of calling Grandma and seeing if she wants to go out to eat with us. She's got this friend..." Boyfriend?"Giggle. "If you want to call a sixty-something guy "boy", I guess so. But we could ALL go out and eat." That would be nice. Makes us look respectable." Hah! Babe, we ARE respectable." She smiled."Yeah, once you get past the part where a seventeen year old girl is running the roads with a thirty-eight year old guy." Where the guy is an engineer who just took a. When caught she didn't look away, but instead challenged him to back off himself. He did the same, and, finally, the whole situation caused Don to laugh and put down his fork. He looked over at Lessa, who had spent the meal gazing at both of them, thinking unknown thoughts."I feel like I'm having breakfast with your mother."Lessa let out a laugh, smiling in a way that made his heart jump, but Shelly just made a snort of disgust."Don't blame me for how she turned out." Oh, don't worry, she's. "I should have known you'd notice, Helen. No one fools you for long. So, let's get it over with. I'm not going to take you to bed tonight."Helen knew it wasn't because he didn't want to. His gaze had been skating over her face and her body just as always. There was something very wrong. She took a deep breath."All right, what is it? Have you got another lover? Have you fallen in love? Or have I done something?"Johannes frowned, scrutinizing the tablecloth. Their food began to arrive, and he.