You can sometimes pick up one of them.”“What’s the name of this place?” I asked.“It’s called the San-Ma-Kee,” he told me.“What he want...?” Sophie asked.“He want’s someplace quieter,” Sawyer told her. “I told him about the San-Ma-Kee.”“Yes, Sanmakee, we go!” Sophie said, and got up from the table.“Guess I have my marching orders,” Sawyer said with a grin. We finished our drinks, paid our tab, and left the noise behind.We went up the street about a block. The building there took up the whole block. It can't be true. The divorce had been bad enough, the total rejection of their family by both his parents, but this? If Elena is right, it would mean the entire marriage had been a lie to his dad, a lie that had produced him."I'm going," he says quietly, lowering his hands, and walking towards the bike he had left leaning next to the garage door."Good," Laura says behind him. The Hyundai, probably her mother's, has pulled into the driveway. "And you can forget about Enchanted Rock, Lover Boy.. Although I'm not 30 (or even 40) anymore I do work hard at keeping my body in shape and hoped he liked what he was seeing. I looked at myself in my mirror and assumed that he could also make out my boobs, pushed high on my chest by my bra, my reasonably flat stomach and the white triangle of the front of my panties. I don't know what made me do it, but I held out my arms then turned a complete circle, making sure that he had a chance to see all of my underwear clad frame. Once I was facing my. If what Marybeth said was true, then she just might be one of those few decent women I hoped still existed in today’s America. I congratulated her on following her heart and choosing to help people instead of going only after the money. She smiled and shrugged. We looked at each other silently. Marybeth asked me how Ivan was. I shrugged, and told her he was okay. She handed me a piece of paper with her number on it, and told me to say hi to Ivan for her next time I saw him. I assured her that I.