I'm not able to make head or tail from what you're saying. Please let me hear it.”He swallowed audibly and pressed his eyes shut.He nervously nibble...d on his lips, shook his head in a vain attempt to have her backing down, but finally gave in anyway. “Andrea, after our little argument in the swimming pool two days ago, I think you should know the truth. I owe you this, I guess. Truth is, I played hard to get and tried to avoid the topic of my love life on purpose. The real reason why is simply. He got to his feet and staggered, struggling to breathe. There was no strength in his limbs and his thoughts were getting weaker by the second. This fatigue, it was similar to blood loss, but also different. It was like there was some kind of extra muscle going crazy, using up all of his strength. If it didn’t dissipate soon, he’d end up passing out again. What in the world? He looked down and realized that he wasn’t casting a shadow. The fatigue must have been messing with his vision. Now that. But when they died, their children, my parents turned the houses intodorm rooms for college students, one for boys, one for girls while myparents moved into the ranch house across from the Pingers.Charles Everett Pinger owned Pinger's Auto Repair and Sales. He was acertified mechanic, like his father and they loved to buy old junkersand rebuild them, selling them for a profit. When Rudolph West ofRudolph's Auto Sales retired, he sold his business to the Pingers whoopened a Detail Shop.After. R looks at me, not realizing I had joined them. “Excuse me, Sir. It’s just that I haven’t seen you made speechless before.” And again, there was laughter and at Mr. R’s expense but he was also enjoying it.“Barb, believe me that I did not mean to offend.” He reached out to her and pulled her into his arms. “Can we try this all over, again?”“I’ll give you one more try.”And he didn’t waste it. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up, kissing her on the mouth with his hands on her back,.