“Hi, Jesse,” she laughed scooping him up. “I missed you!”“You were gone! Why?” he asked.“I was sick but now I’m better!”“Good!” ...e said. “Hi, Dada!”“Hi, Jesse. How’s my big boy?”“Good! Can I stay up?”I chuckled, “That’s up to Mama One and Mama Two, not me!”He frowned, “Why?”“Because they decide when you go to bed!”Everyone else in the house had come over to us by this time, and were greeting Jessica with hugs and kisses. Even Jorge, who was usually VERY correct towards my wives, got a quick. Tom took a seat on the couch next to Jackie's place."Here you go. See if that is all right?" Jackie said sitting next to Tom."Delicious and the fire is a welcome site on such a miserable day" Yes isn't it. I love sitting in here on rainy days with the fire going. It makes me feel like I'm in a cabin in the mountains. Hmmm, I seem to be out of drink. Let me just bring the pitcher to the table. Jackie returned with the pitcher and a trivet for it to rest on and refilled both their glasses."I see. I slip through the door. I started leaving. As soon as I reached the door, she called me inside.She brought me water and told me to sleep. We discussed what I wrote in that paper. She felt nice. She then gave me a hug and told that never someone had told this to her ever. I thought it was a green signal for me and I went to kiss her. She stopped me and refused to do it.I said just one kiss and planted a passionate kiss without worrying how she would react. She was not giving in, instead, she. You don't need him."Finally she disappeared into a throng of people and I just stopped. She was coming up on one of the defining moments of her young life, a turning point, and she didn't want me there with her. She was being an ice cold bitch in fact, a side of her I'd never seen, never even imagined — a side of her that made my guts burn with resentment.I wandered over to a row of seats and sat down by myself. She knew where to find me, when she'd had her little life experience without me..