She was really nice and friendly, and had no idea what Hassan was really up to. When I later asked him if he loved her, Hassan told me that he didn’...t want to go back to Canada and she was his ticket to staying in the U.S. That should have told me what kind of person Hassan was, but I always miss the red flags. That’s why my life is so adventurous. My relationship with Hassan was important to me, even though it was fraught with frustration due to all the secrecy. Now, don’t get me wrong, my. Steve put the last of the glasses in the dishwasher and cleaned off the bar. “Can I walk you home?" he asked. He’d escorted me back a few nights ago, stopping on the doorstep for a snog and a grope and was obviously hoping to take it a step further. Tempting as it sounded, I knocked him back. “Thanks, Steve, can I take a rain-check? I’m going to meet a couple of girlfriends after work.” His bottom lip pouted. I’d make it up to him another night. “You go, I’ll finish off down here,”,I said. The next time I come up here I'll be sure to bring a good camera and high definition video recorder. It would be worth the price tag on both just to have caught that smile Little Bobby has now.Little Bobby shouts above the sound of the falls. “It's beautiful.”Taking Little Bobby by her arm, I take her to the trail that leads to a large meadow. A good ten minutes to walk there, standing on the edge I point out Little Bobby the small mount near the center. It's only a few feet higher than the. .”“Good man, your daddy.”I blinked.He grinned at my confused look and then launched into a hoary tale involving three drunken “geesha” girls, some chocolate sauce, and something called a “pillow book.”Finally, I was ready to do something else, anything else. I know Mr. Kershaw was enjoying having someone to listen to his stories, but I was ready to bolt. Stan and Terri—the woman from under the counter—had arrived and been directed to their usual cabin next to ours. But for the past two and a.