Only a week ago it seemed that the United Kingdom would stumble on as it always had despite the civil unrest that had become so familiar. Food riots. ...Petrol pump riots. Demonstrations against immigration. Demonstrations against racism. The United Kingdom was in a state of perpetual crisis. And it looked like that was just the way it would always be.Things changed forever from the moment when the Coalition Prime Minister, Ivan Eisenegger, made his Special Announcement to the national news media.. “Sir, how’s your drink?” I asked him.“Very good son. Now, about my daughter.” He said, his voice trailing off has his thin body, gave me the hard stare of both a boot camp instructor and three star General, retired.“Well, I love Sandy very much. I want to marry her, and I know she would accept. First though I was hoping to get your permission first, Sir.” I said in a rush. ‘Wow, what nerves to get right to the point!’ I congratulatory told myself.“I’ve looked you up, son. I’ve even called in a. ”I looked at the clock, then back at her. “It’s not even lunch yet!”She chuckled and gave me another dazzling smile. “What can I say? My hands know how to get the job done.”The way she said it wasn’t suggestive or anything, just said factually, but I could feel myself blushing. I could be a little crowd-shy at times, but I never got this flustered usually. What was I on?I turned away to my tote bag, hoping to hide my face from her until my blushing went away, and retrieved my resume from my. Lenore and Ashley were talking to the young girl. They seemed to be having trouble getting her to smile, but I recognized the glint in Ashley's eye and figured she had found an angle to work. The boy had been grabbed by Kathy. He still had the sour expression on his face, but was tossing a football with Kathy as Morgan organized suitcases."I think both children have found someone who'll watch them," I said nodding toward the boy.Nancy turned around and looked. She said nothing as she watched.