The route took us past Candice and Matt's table. Kim and I were chatting as we walked, and Candice and I caught each other's eyes for a moment as we p...ssed by her table. It looked like she was trying to figure out who I was for a moment before recognition exploded all over her face.I just kept walking, and talking with Kim out the door. I left my cigarettes in the car, so Kim followed me out to the parking lot. She spotted the Ferrari.“Oh, Jesus. Did they really get that car to show off in. I used to pop in for a visit to see my gran on the way home from footie practice to say hello and she'd do me some tea and wash my kit whilst i took a bath, she'd even talk to me while i was in the bath and i'd think nothing of it.I'd think nothing of sitting in my vest and pants but now well into my teen years I was starting to develop and bits of hair popping out of every orifice, i was a bit embarrassed so gran gave me one of my grandads robes that she'd kept to wear to hide my modesty.Now. I can explain that you have laryngitis and can't talk. If you follow my instructions, no one will know."I sat there a little frighten by the change in her demeanor. All of the sudden she didn't appear to be as sweet and understanding as before. My new mother was the one in charge, and I was going to go into the mall whether I wanted to or not. It made me wonder what else she was going to have me do. There was tension in the car, and she eased up by changing her tone. "Relax Stacy, we're going. ”“I really don’t think I want to know, Beth.” I responded.Suddenly Beth gave me the most pitiful look. Her eyes filled with water and a tear ran down one cheek. She moved over to the end of the sofa and took my hand.“Jeff, I am so sorry. I was not thinking right. I think you misunderstood me. Yes, I do think I am in love, but it’s with you silly.” she said softly.It felt that the weight of the entire world had just been lifted off of my shoulders. I can’t describe the feeling, but for the first.