Then before the frown I expected from my comment could form, rethinking my answer, I said, “Yes. You are perfect and I like what I can see ... You!�...��That’s what’s important to me, not what I can view with my eyes or not see with them. What I see is you, not just parts of you but all of you, and that’s what counts.”Lindie had a smile on her face and it spread as I told her what I thought about her. I knew what I told her was direct from my heart and I was positive she already knew what I felt,. A couple with two small children and a woman with a baby got up and in line. An older couple where the man was using a walker also got up, as well as about a half dozen or so other people. I gathered my belongings and joined the line. Soon I found myself in one of the dozen or so first class seats. An attendant helped put my carry on in the overhead bin and asked if I wanted anything to drink.Since the door was between first class and the main cabin, once seated, there were no people. "I'm going to be gentle with you Honey, don't worry," her father said reassuringly, perhaps reading the shock on his little girl's face."Hey you two, I don't know if . . ." Karrie trailed off."Shut up, Mom!" Chelsi was getting annoyed. "You're drunk, just go to sleep." She didn't want her interrupting and had tremendous feelings of jealousy to think that her father might listen to her and stop what he was doing. She waited too long for this."Don't worry," he whispered in Chelsi's ear as he. She was pissing him off with that babysitter crap. Man! How old did she think he was--ten? What would she think if he could tell her he'd already screwed hell out of her daughter, twice? "I don't need a babysitter," he said and asking for help, "Dad?" His father continued to read the paper. "Your mother makes all the decisions around here, son. It's been that way for quite awhile now." Sherry Johansen flared immediately. "If you'd spend some time with these children--" "Oh, for.