"Cheeky young man" she quipped back, "I am old enough to be your mother and I'm sure you are not the slightest bit interested in where we are going"."...My Mother! I don't think so; you must think I am about two years old"."That's very nice of you, but this is my daughter that your friend is trying to chat up". She said."No way, you’re just trying to put me off. You two look so much alike, you must be sisters"."You sure do talk some rubbish, but keep it up; you may get to believe it". She said,. There were pictures of them enjoying the beach, shopping at the mall, riding in the car, just about everywhere they had went. It was very well put together, and Megan seemed most proud of it.She then smiled, hitting the icon minimized in the bottom of the screen, forcing the program "iMovie" to reappear. Sorting through all the mini clip fragments, she decided to show him the "final production" she had made. She tapped the space bar, and the screen was soon filled with Jon's living room. Voices. "Colt glared at the young man. William smiled and said, "Things will be a lot quieter around here for a while. I'm going away to write my Dissertation. You'll like it there. Lots of fishing and outdoors activities with very few people around. Lucy will be here, but the major threat against her is gone."The fact that the kid knew what he was going to ask was one of the reasons that Colt wanted out. Frowning, he said, "I don't mind the excitement, but you're one scary guy." Why? Because I can see. He seemed a likeable enough chap, perhaps a bit flash, but he did have a sense of humour too. He told me he had his own business in computer equipment. I told him that my department was in the process of upgrading and that there might be an opportunity for him. I invited him to lunch and said that I would bring someone else so that we could discuss matters more fully. We agreed to meet in a smart Italian restaurant on the following Thursday at noon. In the evening I told Kelly that I wanted to.