Because they lived rurally, a lot of Cilla's early childhood activities were with her brothers, when they'd let her play. She was even a better hitter...than Eric or Mark, but don't tell THEM that! They always kidded her about being adopted because they all had their father's dirty blond hair, while Cilla's was coal black, like her mother's would've shown to be had she not become a bleached blond. Besides, they all had their mother's perfect nose and their father's flared top ears, or else Cilla. Actually it was exactly what I had expected him to say, and I was fully prepared to let him look. Hell, I would have let him look all day if it meant that I could ride his bike. But I couldnt just give in on his first request. That would have been my undoing from the start. Besides, I possess what he wanted, so that means I get to make the rules. Five! I shouted back at him, doing my best to sound annoyed with his request. Nope, he responded with his arms still crossed in front of his chest.. Give me a minute and I'll be right with you."This was actually the first time I was witnessing the professor, as the man. I had to chuckle to myself. He was like a whirl y-gig, constantly in motion. I watched him moving things here and there, attempting to bring some sense of order to the chaos, or at least that's what my immediate perception was. Admittedly, I could be way off kilter here, time would tell.He seemed to be ready to begin the "student consultation" and finally took his seat,. I walked in to the kitchen and there was Mom busy at the stove making us breakfast while softly humming to herself. Mom looked happier then I have seen her in a long, long while. She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled "Good morning sleepy head, I thought I would have to come and drag you out by the heals this morning." she said with a happy tone in her voice."Good morning." I said with some in trepidation. "How did you sleep?" I asked. "."I slept wonderfully, thanks. Now sit down and.