The party, her daughter interacting, so assured, nothing like the little girl of old, yet still with that joy for life and beautiful smile. She was 56... years old. She played with the wonderful wriggling ball of joy, changed the diapers and cooed and gooed and kissed the wonderfully fat cheeks and relished the awesome look of wonder she had almost forgotten from seeing it in her own children’s eyes. She was Grandma now and oh how wonderful it was. She was 67 years old. The world small below her. Fritz was sending two more Soyuz tugs. Fritz did not want us to loose communication. We hooked with Tiger. His night vision and infrared vision were something. There was definitely something not rock in that canyon.We barely fit the canyon. We descended slowly. Then Cynthia and I saw it too. It was pushed in a corner of the canyon. It was some sort of ship. We could see lights coming out of view ports. I had Cynthia kill all of our lights. There was no movement inside the ship.We landed softly. She chose to dress somber and moderate leaving her fancy and provocative garments as a thing of the past. She wanted to start a new life and let the old one became a memory. When she got to the lawyer office she was taken to the same conference room where the testament had been read, only this time she was there alone. She waited nervously to hear the good news.The lawyer came into the room and greeting her with a slight inclination of his head asked her to be seated and without further. Tommy and I spent our time vetting the customers, and being the face of the company when a face was necessary. Like what happened shortly after the first of the new year.The head nurse at the cancer clinic was Marge Purple, yes like the color. I figured that once upon a time, she had decided to change her name from something even worse.Marge was on the sunny side of fifty, but not many steps away from the edge. She had a great body and a bubbly personality and our meeting went well.“So if you.