It made no sense to me; he had the prettiest girl in the room mere inches away.Another girl snagged his gaze, and Izzy reached out and gently touched ...his chest to fix his attention. She pointed to our table and Harry raised his hand. I was twenty-four, assumed life held no further mysteries. But when Izzy introduced Barrington to our group that night, how could I have known that long-standing friends and family were about to become the enigmas I had never know they already were. There were. Dad whispered, "Dang!"Mom whispered, "That's a new way for Mitch to eat and I bet Dora has never eaten that way before either."Britt just whispered, "Wow! That is so cool!"I said, "It actually looks pretty hot."They were having wine and were drinking it with their arms entwined. They were laughing at their clumsiness. Every once in a while, one or the other would lean over the table and kiss the other.Britt said, "One of them is a fast worker. I didn't expect that at all."Mom said, "I don't. ” I noticed that her eyes wandered slowly over my body as I was speaking, but I didn’t really think anything of it.Jessica told me that the bar may start filling up around eight but Mondays were usually a slow night. Since it was right at the airport, she said that a lot of the airlines put up their pilots and flight attendants there. “So there may be a few good looking men and women here later.” She said matter-of-factly, but there was something about the way she emphasized the word women.. He didn't know why he was making these comparisons; he certainly had never compared other candidates to one another, but he just could not get Sandy Mason out of his mind. Invariably, whatever response a candidate gave to one of his questions was a disappointment. Two weeks after meeting with her and her grandmother, Mark received the prints of the photos of Sandy taken by his photographer at the start of their meeting. Rather than simply mailing a set to her, he decided that he would deliver.