." He pondered for just a second before a smile appeared on hisface. "For the lady, she'll have an 8 oz Filet Mignon Medium Rare with aside of steak f...ies."YES!!!! I thought to myself, I had starved myself all day between workingwith Carla and just the general anticipation of this very date. I hadthought he would order me a salad or something that would cause mystomach to moan louder than I hoped to that night but this man knew meand he knew me well."So, how'd I do?" he asked.I slipped out of. " Thank you Mr Wellswood." Jean responded."Come now," Wellswood smiled, "let's not be so formal, it's Jim." Then thank you Jim." My wife said giving him one of her sweet smiles.Wellswood was in his late fifties, greying at the temples and thinning on top, he had obviously led the good life, the extra pounds he carried at his waist told that. Beaming at us he led the way to the bar, I felt Jean's arm tense a little on mine when Wellswood linked his arm through her other arm, but she smiled. Second, my wife is the chairperson of the City Council so I work for her and I don’t want her to be offended by my leaving. Third, and probably the most important, is that I’m no politician. I wouldn’t have the first idea how to run for office.”“We assume you are a registered Republican.” I nodded in reply. “Then you’ll have no difficulty being reelected. More than seventy percent of county voters are Republicans and most vote a straight party ticket. Of the eleven commissioners we have. The years passed and the abusing became unendurable at times. Max started not to trust people. He saw everyone as his enemy. He had no friends at school. All his close family members lived far away. He would only see them during the festive season. All he had was his mother, which he adored. His father, just the sight of him made him sick.Max was thirteen years old when all the abusing had become too much. It was near the end of October. When one evening his mother came home one hour late, as.