" I love you," she said, and with those words opened up a world of revelations for me. "I have for eight years." Her head dropped and the tears flowed...and I pulled her into bed. We talked and hugged and shared our feelings for an hour before we both fell asleep. I knew she loved me, she wanted me, and I knew I was scared of losing my dearest friend. And I confessed to her, too, all of that and how I just didn't know where to go with all of these emotions. She was so kind and gentle with me and. "It won't be long." Incidentally, you haven't said anything about Mr. Hamilton," I said. "The night Georgia was born, he provided me with the bulk of the information I put into the story." We divorced in the mid-nineties, when we were living in Pittsburgh," she said. "Georgia was only around eight or nine years old at the time. And two years ago, George died." I'm very sorry to hear it." He was extremely proud of Georgia, and he lived long enough to see her make second-team All America two. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;- Why the early bird gets the worm;- Life isn't always fair;- And maybe it was my fault.Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).His health began to deteriorate rapidly. There was one light on and a note on the table telling us they were looking forward to seeing us tomorrow. Ginger and I were quite tried and decide to unpack the cold food only and get the rest in the morning. It was after midnight when we headed for bed and found Pepper sound asleep in our bed, waiting for us. I pulled Ginger from the room and suggested we let Pepper sleep. We headed over to Pepper’s room and climbed into her smaller bed, snuggled up close and fell right to sleep.Ginger.