The weekend came and went with the usual things including hanging out with friends, drinking, cookouts and visiting the folks back home on Sunday.Come... Monday, I arrived at the worksite earlier than normal and my coworker pulled up right after I did. “I see you are early,” he smiled as he joined me to walk inside the building that we had been working in. “No hot dates or drunken brawls this weekend?” he teased.“No, just a bit quiet this time. How was your weekend?” I asked back.“No drunken. We knew we could use Nan’s car while we were down there. We arrived in Arizona the next afternoon, and rented a car to get to Nan’s place. The drive took about half-an-hour and we still had plenty of the day left. As soon as we walked in the door, it struck me! This is where I had ‘fucked’ my Nan and loved her. What a buzz that was! Of course Mom didn’t know all this yet. I took our bags upstairs to our bedrooms and couldn’t help myself from looking into Nana’s room. All the memories came. She was as Anna had told me, a truly beautiful girl with large blue eyes and a mop of golden hair which was shortly bobbed, as is the fashion.She was perfectly formed, the shape of her youthful body being well put off by the abbreviated dress that she wore, and was without a hat, having evidently left the house on the pretext of going for a short walk.Introductions were soon over, and I assisted both of them into the car. Joseph started to drive slowly through a number of side streets and I. There was a good chance I was really going crazy, or maybe I was having a nervous breakdown. I put my head on the desk and wished I could cry. I told myself ‘Brian, you’ve fucked it up royally this time.’ The computers and lights buzzed for some time, and I don’t know how long. I must have drifted off for a few minutes, and I woke up with tears on my cheeks. Someone said my name. ‘Brian?’ I rubbed the tears off my face and grunted. ‘Brian, can you look at me?’ I shook my head, no. Hands on my.