By midday the house was spotless. While the ladies relaxed on the veranda, George and I washed our cars. While Maria bathed Charlie, using the hosepip....Maria and her mum got into a little dispute. “I don’t want you getting too attached to the dog. When he leaves, you’ll be upset,” she told Maria.“Get her a puppy!” I called out.“Don’t you start putting ideas into her head!” my aunt answered back. She stood on the veranda with both her hands on her hips.“Yes, mum, can I have a puppy?” Maria. Your dream house is built, you've bought a few sports cars and such, and have pretty much been living like a rock star. But one thought keeps eating at the back of your mind.Melissa. The girl from your high school English class, the one you sat behind and fantasized about day after day. A petite blond with brains and a body to die for. Oh, she'd been nice enough to you, always smiling that pleasant little smile that told you she was too good for you. Always dressed so conservatively, so stuffy.. 'He just wants to taste what his tongue can't reach I guess.'Daren once again began his cleanup ritual and Amanda had to stop him from going in for thirds. "You're going to spoil your dinner you keep that up." She chuckled at him with a giddy feeling in her stomach.Without missing a beat, Daren replied "Do you think I could live off this? It's worth a try I think." and dove in, managing to get off two good swaths before she managed to get him by the ears in a futile attempting to still him. She. As a child, I had a snowmobile and rode through all the trails — some back ones that not many people know about. And, of course, I raced every year.” I shook my head. “Sorry, with all the business about my car, I didn’t think to say that I grew up here. I left many years ago and haven’t been back until now. When I heard the races were still here, I thought it would be a good time to return. I want to watch them.” I chuckled, adding, “Maybe I’ll even get a chance to ride again.”“Oh gosh, that’s.