"He sighed, "he gets on my nerves too. My Caesar will not even let him near."I glanced at him, "your dragon?"He nodded, "he is almost fifteen now."I s...miled, "old, wise and grumpy."He chuckled, "but a good friend."I nodded to Griffin purring by Momma's head, "I had to leave Griffin when I went in the service and it was really hard."I looked at the bed and the two sleeping girls before looking at him, "if you want, Princess has eggs. After they hatch I will begin looking for people."He smiled,. He was still holding myhand and looking into my eyes and as I looked into his I thought how cutehe looked. He was about six foot two, neatly dressed, and had a beautifultan, short neat hair, a beautiful smile, even white teeth, and clear blueeyes. That's strange, I thought. I spoke with him this afternoon and Ididn't notice all of that. He was just the golf pro. Now he was holdingmy hand and I was getting goose bumps. He patted my hand with his freehand and said, "Look -- why don't you ladies. He looked at Anita and she shrugged her shoulders in reply.Still a little excited about the poetry teasers, Susan stood up and shouted, “We scored a touchdown.”The stunned silence that had held sway in the stands was finally broken. Everyone stood up and started shouting. Coach Slaughter was staring at the far end of the field with his mouth open. Waving her parasol around, Ms. Woodhill shouted, “Now that is the way to score a homerun!”“She’s good,” Coach Reynolds said with a grin. The coach. She had found the dress at a used clothing store. It required repair and tailoring work to fit her properly, and the multiple colors in it had her frequently re-threading the only suitable needle she had. She sighed, wondering what it would be like to buy new clothes that fit.The wedding couple was having their children serve as best man and bridesmaid. They had originally planned to be married on the Sunday before Presidents' Day. However the non-denominational church they had chosen was.