But the face they sat in wasn’t Annie’s and it wasn’t surrounded by long, flowing black hair like his. Instead, it was a mixture of colors all l...ooking more like a rainbow then actually hair. At first he thought it might be his eye screwing up, but as she moved a fraction to his right, he saw it had been just the way the sun hit it. Her hair was actually a soft golden brown with red highlights. She wasn’t as pretty as Annie, but she didn’t look at him like he was a one man freak show the way. I don’t know why but I still remember it was Wednesday at the dinner table when Paula and Spencer started discussing and planning a visit to their farm house. I was also asked and after being informed that the family had a farm house at about 2 hour drive, right on the water front; I happily consented to go spend some days there enjoying the nice weather, water stream in the back of the house for swimming and playing in the water.Before we got up from the dinner table, Paula had called Luci. It didn’t take long and she wasn’t in the best of moods, “What’s up?” I asked and she then went on to tell me that her niece had bunked off school and that she had nowhere to go so could she come to the café and then get her home after work, damn cheek she was livid and she wanted so much to sample my squash.I calmed her down and told her to make another coffee while I thought of a way to help, Doris thanked me for my concern and put the coffee on the counter, “I have the solution” I said. “Hi Andrew, I’m working this table for a different reason that you’ll soon discover. If I can trust you to keep what you see and hear to yourself, I’m sure we can discuss what happened on a future date.”“I look forward to it,” he smiled, observing the deep cleavage of the three women.“This is Dan and Wendy. They’re on their honeymoon and Holly and I are Dan and Wendy’s weekend wives,” she introduced, and he gave an odd look to her introduction.“I’ll explain it later,” Tracy said, seated next to.