"Hi Dan. You probably don't remember me, but this is Cindy Moore ... Ted's kid sister?" she added cautiously."I remember you, Cindy." Oh ... I guess I... was quite the pest back then." No, Cindy, not at all. Let me share something with you. My dog constantly maintains a watchful eye over me, yet I couldn't love her more."Cindy wasn't quite sure what to make of this comment, so she decided to just present her request. "Dan, I'd like to ask you something. Don't feel obligated to say yes." Cindy, I. “Do not disclose to anyone” I begged.“Go to sleep” she said “. Do not fear, I shall not, but do not tell me tom go away.”She said with a sweet smile which appeared strange.She used to come every day after that, sit snugging with me during reading. She even overstayed few nights, but I never did repeat the same thing as I had promised. After a week we both went to Delhi for appearing at an interview.We roamed about in the city in the evening , she holding my hand all the time in the evening. We. She asked me to wash her hair for her, but not to get against her as I was as cold as an icicle. Me, being me, I didn't listen and immediately hugged her, at which she started squealing and laughing. She looked down and made some smart comment I didn't catch, so I turned the cold water on again full blast. She pushed me out of the shower with the warning that I had better get dried and dressed. Sitting on my rear on the bathroom floor looking up at her, I started laughing at her standing there. James and I had just settled in by the pool when the waitress approached our lounge chairs with a margarita and a beer on her tray. I was surprised because we had not ordered anything.The waitress handed James a beer, “Complements of Rodrigo, the bartender.”She handed me a Margarita as she spoke softly to me, “I want to warn you, Mrs. Connelly, that Rodrigo finds you quite attractive, and now that he knows Mr. Connelly is your son and not your boyfriend, he is quite interested in you. Please.