However this fire was different than the usual sexual energy contained in his looks at me. It was deeper and more passionate, as though our love had s...omehow evolved into a richer feeling. I knew I had loved him, but it wasn’t until I saw the new fire that I realized I’d love him forever and that he was my soulmate. Sitting down for our luncheon, he reached across the table and squeezed my hand, while gazing into my eyes. He had that certain look, a look that contained love, lust and a hunger. Helena was there right on time. After five minutes, she began to grow worried. “What if Maria didn’t come? What if she…” But Helena didn’t get to finish her thought as Maria walked through the café doors. She was thunderstruck. Maria was just as beautiful in real life as she was in her photos. Shoulder length dark blonde hair, deep blue eyes and the sexiest pair of hips leading up to a stunning, petite waist that Helena was immediately fantasizing about wrapping her legs around. She stood. Like me, their bodies showed the effects of hours or torture. The boys were sitting around the kitchen table, and they rose politely whenI came in. "I don't know about you, but I'm famished," I told them. "How would you likea snack?" They agreed enthusiastically, and helped me make sandwiches and milk. "I can't imagine why I'm so hungry," I said as we ate. "I had a very nicedinner this evening." The boys looked sheepish. "Actually Ma am, you had dinner last night. Thisis Saturday night." I put. I skipped a few steps and I guess I had my grandfather to thank for that. He was a no-nonsense sort of fellow and laid down the facts of life early on in my life. That was shortly after I buried my parents and older sister. They had died in a car crash and blind luck had kept me home that day. So it was my gnarly old grandfather that raised me these last twelve years. If I wanted something I worked for it. So he figured I could beat my diagnosis with sheer willpower alone. He was wrong.I didn't.