John went back to the trunk while I helped Billy out of his car seat. I turned around and the girls were gone. I swatted Billy on the rump and he ran ...off toward the kitchen as I went back to help John with all the stuff we'd picked up.The ice cream was in round cardboard containers, similar to some of the premium brands in the store but with plain cardboard sides. The containers were in foil lined bags. When I put them into the freezer, I popped the lid on the larger container and the ice cream. Hananni looked to be of north African origin, Egyptian or Libyan possibly, I thought. He sported a style in dress and personal jewellery that left no one in doubt of the material success his business endeavours had achieved."He does indeed but as I said, the question is, can you do this?" He smiled. He had almost as much gold in his mouth as on his knuckles."Well, Mr Hananni, I won't give you an answer off the cuff. Give me a week and I'll come back to you with a proposal or a no-can-do. I am. Look at you. You’re a gorgeous woman who could be a model if you wanted. You are bright, caring, and a great mother. Not only that, you’re a career woman with a great job that pays good money ... more than most men make in fact. And you’re sexy as hell.” Eric blushed as the wine made his lips loose.“Well thank you again, sweetheart.” She squeezed his hand again.“Another question, Mom.”“You’re full of questions tonight.”“Do you mind?”“No. I like it. I haven’t really had anyone to talk to since. “Aunt Jane please”, she sternly replied, the school teacher in her I assumed, before sadly announcing that her ‘sister’ my make believe ‘Aunt Geraldine' had passed away suddenly that morning. “Oh, Mr Clay that’s awful” said a sympathetic Emma before attempting to console me by rubbing my arm, and I looked at the mischievous Jane in front of me who had a sparkle in her eye that I seen before. “I’m sorry for your loss Aunt Jane” I muttered out sounding half caring before Jane spoke again. “You.