.. not margarine. No olive oil. no canola, peanut, or soy. Just butter ... and there had better be enough to drizzle on the hash browns.Soft oven bake...d bacon ... or sausage, not heavily seasoned with sage. Once a year mild Italian sausage fried in the skillet was well received ... as long as I peeled the casing first.Orange juice, milk or ... in later years; coffee ... not just any coffee ... Jamaican mountain grown. Kona in a pinch ... times were rough when we had Hawaiian Kona. Kona meant. Mom and Dad were pretty stuffy and he remembered how he'd felt under their thumbs all the time."I was serious about stocking the shelves in the basement, kid," Dave said. "Brandy... er... Mrs. Jenkins, was going to pay some kid two bucks an hour for doing it. You want to work?" Sure!" Eddie smiled eagerly. "I'll do anything you say, Dave. You saved me from Mom for the afternoon. Boy! She sure is straight!"After Dave showed Eddie what to do in the basement, he shook his head. He'd asked Eddie if. He looked a bit shocked to see me. I got into the car still wondering who that was on the phone, but kissed him anyways. Brief but loving, ‘Thank you Gavin. You didn’t have to do that.’ ‘It’s the least I could do. You did come all this way for me…’ ‘Not just for you Gavin. For us…’ ‘Us. I love the sound of us.’ I smile as I give him another quick kiss. He directed me to the grocery store and once in there we were like little kids. Randomly throwing things in the cart and running up and down the. I love walking around with you and knowing everyone that sees us thinks my boyfriend is so hot.''I think it's the other way round, but I must admit, I always have a chuckle when I see guys eyeballing you.''I can't wait until Disneyland, we get our own room which is even better than a tent.'I grinned, well it was more like a leer but who was checking.When we got back Keira was strangely subdued, 'Night Hunter.' She said chastely, she got changed under the covers and pulled her own sleeping back.