It was a lovely, leisurely meal and Frank found he really enjoyed both the meal and the company."Don't know about you, Frank, but I'm ready for that c...hampagne you promised" she told him softly, a twinkle in her eye as she smiled almost shyly at him, knowing what she was suggesting."What shift are you on tomorrow?' he asked, thinking that would resolved whether tonight was to be an all night affair or not."Fortunately I don't start until 2pm, so I don't have to be home until midday" she said. She always got good marks in math and sciences. The domestics were the dominion of her best friend, Denise McCurdy. Poor Dennie couldn’t add two and two to save her soul, but give her a piece of fabric, and she’d turn out a designer-quality garment. Armed with basic ingredients, she could create a gourmet menu item. Show her a word processor, and she’d write a complete novel.Brian and Marsha had been assigned to each other as part of a school study mentoring program. Marsha tutored Brian in all. Ok, whatever babe, Jerry replied in a similarly annoyed voice, making a waving away movement with his right hand. He got his jacket and took one more look at Alison. Seeing the expression on her face, he thought it best not to say anything anymore and just leave. Alison heard the front door click into its lock. She took a deep breath and slowly let the air escape her lungs. Bye bye Jerry and good riddance, she thought. Alison sipped her Rooibos tea. Ploing! Alison´s mobile announced there was a. Jess walked up to his truck and stood leaning on the bed looking at his possessions. All at once his head came up. He saw many old tools, some of which were not his but were the same as he owned. None of his yard tools were there. He owned an older push mower and riding ZTR mower as well as a chain saw and weed eater. They were conspicuously missing. Before he entered college his summer work had been mowing yards for people in the Hollister and Branson area. He personally purchased the mowers.