.It’s nearly New Year, a few hours to go, and I think I should declare a few of my dreams and fantasies for 2011. If I don’t put them out there, t...hey may never happen. So treat this as a fantasy story, or maybe a look to the future.My wife’s away, so I can’t share them with her at the moment – and most of them involve herepractically, or at the very least with her acceptance and ideally presence. I don’t have any dream or fantasy of being apart from her physically when I explore my life, my. Of course I knew what they wanted, I mean...his parents made him go to the market, why if they were all going togheter...obviously, I knew he was staying, so I just went home across the street and the door opened to me, it was mom..."we must talk about something" she said with a serious look. Suddenly I got the feeling that I had done something wrong or anything.I walked in and saw my dad on the kitchen table, my dad was cool most of the times and he also had that serious look on his face, now. I smile back at him. ‘That’s a lovely idea.’ ‘It’s awfully crowded,’ I notice as we pull up at the lake. ‘Does that bother you? We could go somewhere else, if you like?’ I look over at him and can’t help smiling at his genuine concern for my comfort. ‘No, this is alright. To be honest, I’ve never been on a picnic by the lake before. I’m looking forward to it.’ ‘Well, that is about to change right now little lady,’ he says, giving me the biggest smile I’ve seen yet. As I get out of the. "Reinfield had an even more ruthless reputation than Vickie or Andrea so it came as a shock to both of them when he turned to them and smiled."I understand what a disappointment this must be to you both, but I can assure you that if you will stay after the meeting, I would like to discuss offering each of you a position with Beaumont Investments."The two looked at each other in amazement, then turned and nodded. They would at least listen to his offer."If there is nothing else..." he said, "I.