He opened for questions at 1:30; that lasted until almost two. A break was then on tap. It was during the break that the two planes from Tucson called... the tower. They were 100 miles out as I listened to the conversation over the speaker.The agency guys in the tower immediately responded with airport information. It only took seconds before Jenny, Marcy, Ching Lee, Vicky and Lorrie was asking if I was going to join them watching our new planes land."Gentlemen, a couple of our new planes are. Ariston was entranced. His steps faltered as he stared at this vision. Her face was turned down chastely, but her eyes bored into his, burning his soul and setting a fire in his loins.The Priestess saw the fire burning in the air between the two and said, "I see you have made your choice."Ariston turned and looked at the priestess as if to argue, since he had not had the opportunity to see all of the women. She simply smiled a knowing smile and Ariston knew she was right. "Reverend One, I. After I hung up, Angela said, "Who was that?" Sue Thomas, one of Stan Michelson's agents," I said."What did you mean by hoping for some monkey business?" she said, her eyes twinkling with tease."A little flirting, that's all," I said. "Sue has a potential buyer for a condo. Excuse me, Angela. I need to alert my father about a luncheon today with the potential buyer." I walked out of the studio.I didn't know Gladys Ross, but I knew women like her. She was a trophy wife, drop-dead gorgeous,. She treated us like almost adults and didnot condescend to us. As a result, we acted pretty grown up, most ofthe time. Plus, I can tell you, losing your parents at that age sobersyou up. Life has come out and sucker punched you right in the face. Ibegan to understand those refugee kids you see in the pictures. Schoollife can seem very petty in contrast. Chapter 3: You Never Really Know Your FamilyLike I said, it had been six months. Mom did not seem to get muchbetter. It was hard seeing her,.