I tried to act calm strolling into the kitchen where I found Aunt April cutting some limes for drinks. She knew I was there, yet didn’t saying anyth...ing. I cleared my throat and tried to stick my chest out a bit. Still nothing. Fuck. My confidence was wavering as I rubbed the back of my neck deciding how to approach this. “Hey Aunt April, what a…whatcha doing?..”She looked over at me with a coy look as if nothing had happened in the hot tub, yet seemingly enjoying the act she was playing with an. He continued his adventure but this time he was in the girls department,crawling his way through the rows of clothing. It was then that he saw ablack and pink plaid skirt on the ground before him. It had had fallenoff its hanger, destined to spend a life alone and forgotten. He stoppedand froze, feeling a little strange. Looking at it made his insides feelfuzzy, ticklish, and warm. He felt attracted to it somehow so heimmediately picked it up, giggling as he did so."Charlie, where are you?". “Thanks” She said sarcastically. “Another part of my life I left behind four years ago.” I didn’t understand, “Dale, I haven’t picked up a violin since high school.” She said sharply, tears filling her eyes. The rest of the dinner I tried my best to explain myself and my reasons for letting her go. Everything fell on def ears. At the end she was just pushing her food around her plate, without looking up, she said softly, “nobody has ever hurt me the way you did Dale, nobody.” That cut deep.. " I will admit to being famous now - I have to admit it because I see myself every time I turn the TV on - but I sincerely hope that'll fade away in a week or two. Even if a girl leaps onto David immediately, when she sees my fame fade away, won't she get cold feet?" I doubt it, but even if one or two do, David will have his pick of the others. It's not worth worrying about. You don't really care that David comes or not, do you?" No, not really. I was just trying to be a good host and follow.