Just then a boy walked in who looked just like Liam, fair-haired and slim. "Three years after the Reverend passed, I met and married my second husband..., Glen Carlson. Glen was James and Liam's daddy." A cute little girl with red hair and a button nose bounced into the room wearing torn jeans and a unicorn rainbow t-shirt; her face was almost a duplicate of Laura's. Her expression was clearly not a happy one."Mom! James hid Sarah June again!" she howled, pointing at her smirking older brother now. In Sweden all alcohol is sold is special shops to keep consumption down. Just before New Year those shops are full of needy and irritated people, making an awful ambience I just couldn’t handle. Magda sent me to get some good food while she took care of the liquor. I took care of the cooking. I will not bore you with details. I like to cook but it’s incredibly boring to watch someone cooking on TV. Reading about it must be even worse. I was pleased with the dinner, though. Magda Peter was. " Watching the soy grow?" Soy?" The package? The bars?" Oh that. Turns out it was bad soy. I tossed it. So um what happened?" A lacrosse player almost got squashed by a metal girder that fell offthe stadium," Jack said while badly pantomiming the entire incident."Did he um get hurt?" I nervously asked, praying no one really sawwhat..."No. That's the amazing part. Get this. An honest-to-God superhero chicksaved him," he gasped which caused my stomach to churn."No way." This is bad."She was. Then suddenly she turned and our lips finally met.It was just for a moment. I was a little nervous. I turned away. In the above process somehow her hand was on mine. Though I turned away she didn’t move an inch. She was in the same position as she was when our lips met. She pressed my hands gently with desire. I went towards her and completed the kiss. It was damn romantic. We kissed kissed and kissed. For the first five minutes it was a gentle romantic French kiss. Suddenly unknowingly I got.