The guys that she had doing the painting justfinished with my room today and I don't like the look at all. Like I hadoutgrown the cowboy wallpaper yea...rs ago, but the color scheme that shepicked is a white and a light pink. And of course, all the curtains andthe spread on my bed all match. My friends don't stop by the house toooften now, but I'd never live it down if they could see the way mybedroom looks now. I guess the only good part about it is that Mom gotsilk sheets and pillowcases for my. She stepped back and just smiled at me. “So, you’re ours.” It wasn’t a question, but I nodded slowly, my mouth dry “Y-yeah. Okay.”A sound behind me made me turn halfway, craning my head to see. Their father stood at the counter, the pizza pulled from the oven, slicing it up quickly on the pan. “You must be starving” he said by way of explanation when I looked at him, and I realized for the first time since I’d gotten free of the frame just how ravenous I was. My stomach gurgled and I nodded. Chuck began starting the engines and made the comment, "We might want to run the boat into the yacht club so we can flush the tanks and fill up with any water or fuel we may need."I agreed, "Being out for almost three weeks probably has filled our waste tanks. They will need a good flush."When the dock area was getting close, I backed away to let Chuck begin dropping sail to bring his boat into his island. It seemed fitting for him to do the honors.As soon as the engines started, the salon. After a little recreational shopping, Linda continued her journey. The weather had cleared, and in a few minutes she arrived at Dorothy’s. She was there for morning coffee and to discuss their plans at the club. She parked and collected a bag from the boot. Slamming it down, she walked towards the front door. You might imagine then her surprise when there, propped against the front wall, was a jet black slim line bicycle. It looked familiar, very familiar. Then she realized it was the one she.