We were sitting together on the half empty train toward the front end of the carriage hidden from view from the other passengers who were all sat in s...eats behind us. A little way into the journey an older guy came through the adjoining doors from the carriage in front and passed by our seats into the carriage behind us leering at Mrs O as he went. I looked at her and she burst out laughing saying what a dirty old bastard he was when much to our surprise he came back and sat down a few seats in. "She seems very self-conscious. It's very cute. I've never seen her like that before." Really? That's weird." Yeah. Poor Amy was waiting at the airport for us since like 6:00. It was brutal. Charlotte's been a mess ever since. And some guy was all over her at the airport." Some guy?" Sheila said, flipping her monitor on again and reaching for the mouse."Yeah, some ex of hers apparently, or some fling she had. Something like that. Anyway, we almost got in a fight over it too. Amy had to step in. “Mm-hm.” She said, perfectly, nodding. “Just transferred here. For NASA.” “NASA?” Jen asked. “Yep. Shuttle engineering.” Ooo, a smart one, Jen thought. “My name’s Jen.” “I’m Sara.” “I love that name.” Jen said smiling. “Yeah?” Sara said cutely. The bartender brought her drink. She picked it up and looked over to her friend back at her table. They weren’t paying attention, immersed in their own conversation. She turned her head back around and sat in the stool that met at the other side of the. "He didn't wait for her to respond, "Again, I just have to get it out. I don't know if you can imagine what it's like to raise a eighteen year old girl by yourself, not having a clue on how to do it, but that's the boat I'm in. I know this is probably too much information, but I came to this realization this morning. Okay yes. I was snooping where I shouldn't have been - that my daughter may be having relationship with boys. Well at least, I found out that she's been putting about a pound of.