If you agree to let me activate the camera, you, and only you, will be given the memory chip for your own use. There will be no other copy available. ...Can I go ahead and activate it?" I looked at Cheryl. She nodded her head as she smiled. "Go ahead," I told Tiffany. "We'd love to have this recorded so we can look back on it with more than just memories." Tiffany then flipped a switch on the remote and the red light began to shine on one side of the camera as it began to record. She then walked. She smiled. A real smile. The best smile I had seen in a long while.I knew I was not going to be early to work the next morning.We silently visited again on Tuesday morning. As we walked to the surface our hands touched, the most profound accidental contact I had ever experience. I did nothing to keep it from happening again and neither did she. I dared not look at her when we parted.That afternoon I waited for her at the platform. I had stepped back out of train when I saw that she was not at. Schaffer patted himself on the chest as Snowball watched him.“Schaffer,” he said.The alien copied the gesture, slamming his massive fist against his chest.“Sleugh,” he slurred in his rumbling voice, trying to repeat the name. He didn’t seem to understand what Schaffer was attempting to convey.“No, no,” Schaffer chided as he patted his chest again. “Schaffer,” he reiterated, careful to enunciate the name clearly. He pointed to Snowball, waiting for a reply. Snowball’s eyes widened, and he seemed. One quiet evening I was sitting in the living room with dad.“Dad, how do you know if you found the right person to marry?”“That’s a tough question, Jay. You never know until years later if you made the right choice, but there are definite clues that lead you to the right decision.”“Do you miss and think of her when you are apart? Do you feel a special warmth when she is by your side? Can she make you smile, even when you don’t want to? Are you prepared to defend and accept her with all her.