It was kind of nice. With football and the play done for the year, all I had to worry about was school and gymnastics. It was almost like having free ...time. I parked in front of the trailer and then walked Tami to her house, with Kelly beside us heading for her own."Good practice," I said, swatting my favorite munchkin on the butt as Tami and I stopped in front of her house."I don't think Cheyenne thought so," Kelly giggled."Go!" I said, pointing at Kelly's house. Kelly giggled again and skipped. Marta is Derrick and Danny's mother and she figures into all of this by sponsoring a huge family gathering at the family estate up in the Cascades outside of Seattle every summer. So last summer, July 2003, we all gathered for the traditional two weeks and had our usual wonderful time. Olivia shared her wonderful tales of motherhood with me and I'd laugh with her as she told them and then cry about them later each night. Derrick was wonderful, of course, but he'd just never understand what I. But have you ever really looked at him? His smile is so cute, and--" You're crazy, you know? Jeez, of all the boys, you like my dweeby little brother." Well, I mean, I wouldn't necessarily say I 'like' him, I mean I barely know him, really." Jessica paused. "But he *is* definitely a little hottie, not gonna lie." That's just....yuck. Let's...talk about other boys--who *aren't* my brother. Have you ever, you know...done anything with a guy?" Courtney asked sheepishly, hoping to do a bit of. We had a brilliant meal, the company was good and the talk comforting,Brett and myself agreed to call round to pick up the report thefollowing afternoon so Brett could talk to the 'Powers that Be' in NewYork.We went our separate ways about eleven, Amy and Guy, Kylie and Carl andof course Brett and myself.Arriving home at the same time as a slightly tipsy mum and dad, weretired to the lounge to have a nightcap, somehow the discussion gotaround to me, and the things that I had done to help the.