“That’d be a good idea, there’s a few of them.”Great, me and my mouth.We sailed about twenty miles down the coast, turned into a wide estuary ...and up to the town quay where we moored. We found the nearest fish and chip shop, yes I know what I said earlier, but we were expending quite a lot of energy. Lunch over we tacked out through the estuary to get a feel of how she handled. The answer was extremely well, we encountered no problems, not as close winded as a modern rig of course, mind you it. My first thought was to call Anderson at work at tell him what I had found so I could watch Ethan suffer the consequences that night. But then I thought, why not just take care of this myself?I took the report card, placed it on the kitchen table and waited for Ethan to get home. Later that afternoon, he came in with his usual careless attitude and went to go straight to his room."Ethan, can you come here please? I have something for you," I shouted to him. I heard his feet shuffling down the. I didn't notice Mark sharing any pizza. He eats every piece he can get his hands on." There was much undeserved laughter (well, okay, it WAS deserved).Julia said, "You should never forget what you've just learned about Mark. Try to understand how important it makes him. And now I'm going to tell you to temporarily forget it, while I change the topic away from Mark's intellectual to his physical aspect. The most obvious physical thing about Mark, that you've drooled over, is how good Mark looks. .." Daddy, we have a confession to make." Sally interrupted me, and proceeded to tell me the truth about the night of the slumber party, and everything that went on. All of which I already knew, but didn't want them to know about. Alex then told me how much she enjoyed it, and then told me that she wanted to do it again.I couldn't believe my ears. I gave Sally a stern look. "How could you do that to me?" I asked. "Do you know how much trouble I could get into?" I looked at Alex. "Your dad works.