Today is like any other work day right up until the point that the groundskeeper intercepts her as she turns from the car. "Good morning Miss. Can I h...ave a moment of your time?" Smiling as she checks her watch, Sheila nods and follows him into the side door of the church and down a dark hallway into what she surmises is the groundskeeper’s office. Once inside, he turns, signaling for her to be seated in a chair as he moves to the other side of his desk. Sitting forward in the chair Sheila. “This,” I whispered in reply removing my hand from between her legs.She was momentarily relieved until she realised what I was doing. The ominous sound of my fly unzipping could just be heard above the chatter and din.“Oh my god no!” my mother squirmed in her seat, trying to force herself into the corner of the booth.I took my hand from under the newspaper and my finger hovered over the send button on the email on my phone.Mother gulped and then she sighed. I grinned, figuring that she was now. She wasn’t able to watch my concert with Cindy until she got home at eight last night and by then it was almost midnight when we finally got to talk.She’s lonely. She even said she’s going to move back to the barracks at the end of the month so she’ll see other people at night. Once she has her truck loaded in the morning, the bulk of the day is spent alone with just brief conversations with receiving clerks for the rest of the day.She calls the place she’s moving barracks but that isn’t really. There are a couple more I want to invite from home, do you have any you would like to invite?" We started to talk about Aunt Sue and Cousin Jodie and this one and that one like all weddings.It was mid afternoon when Katie let out a squawk and took off. "I ban talkin so much I plum forgot dinner. If ya wanna morsel on food on the table I got me work ta do." Instead of going back to work Dad and I went into the den and poured ourselves a drink. With a silent toast we sipped the scotch and each.