Liking will probably come later. She still has reservations over your past,” I shrugged.“Yes, who wouldn’t,” Oonagh nodded.“Well, I don’t.... Neither do my wives. I don’t think Marnie, Hermes or Kyra do either, and neither does Arch nor Jemima, come to that. Plus, that’s not counting the rest of Team John ... oh, and Arwen too,” I grinned.“But you must, surely?”“We’re judging you by what we know of you personally now, not your past.”“Oh...”“You need never be lonely again; we can visit you when you. There! That was a part of it. A dark stain where there should have been only childish laughter and sunlight. She'd been almost thirteen that summer, walking through the woods along a path that would bring her out on a gravel road close to a country store. Walking along, thinking about everything and nothing, dolls and horses, girl friends and the neighbor boy who'd carried her books to class for her, when... She had turned aside for no apparent reason, climbing clumsily through a wire strand. ”I try to lean to the side to get a better look at your face while saying, “I know that was the point”.You turn me back around facing away from you and growl in my ear, “Oh yeah? And what do you suppose we do about that little surprise?”I push my butt back into you and tell you to, “learn to live with it."You ignore my snickering and spin me around so we are pressed together chest to chest as you gaze deep into my eyes. Leaning down, mumbling as your lips graze mine. "And if I don’t?”I pull. Blossom headed for the door with five little girls trailing along.“Lover, do you need any help with anything?” I asked Lynn.“No Paul. Well a chair would be nice.” She said as she stood there rolling the three strollers back and forth, each in turn.“I’m so sorry! Lynn, let’s roll the babies into the dining room and you can sit there and have some room for the strollers to move.”We each took a stroller and rolled them into the living room. Lynn sat and then went back to attending our babies. Sam.