The figure of Bob coming down the tidy little path they had worked on yesterday caught her attention. He waved, and she instinctively waved back, worr...ying about how underdressed and inappropriate her nightie was.Again he disappeared into the hut and she returned her attention to the kettle. The next couple of minutes melted away as the music faded into the background and her attention was on Bob kneeling by the hut.She was caught off guard as he suddenly looked over and held one finger up. I gasped! "Do you really mean it?" I asked, "Of course I want to." With that decided, Mom said, "Well then, I guess that means yes."My head was filled with so much giddiness I didn't know what to say. By the expression on my face it was easy to tell that I would love to be Mom's daughter. Quickly the thought occurred to me that this could be something I'd like to go on for more than a few months. "Would that be possible?" I asked. Mom said that we'd take one day at a time and when the time was. Instead of getting up and waking her up cause she was leaning on my shoulder i decided to let her sleep. She helped all of us these days, she had some dilemmas about leaving school and starting her own buisness but never said anything to mom and dad, yet. She even mentioned it to me just once last month. I think she was learning how to start and what shell have to do and stuff... while making sure she didnt miss anything on any lectures in school, so i let her sleep, i watched her a bit more. As he had so many times in their relationship, he fell in love with her all over again. He grinned foolishly, and thought about after dinner, and tomorrow. All the time before Monday morning. ‘Well?’ ‘Well, what?’ he asked. He took the keys and opened the door, got out. She did the same, and he found himself looking over the top of the car at her. ‘Well,’ she said, still smiling, ‘are you going to tell me what you were thinking?’ ‘Actually, I was thinking of what we might do after dinner,.