"I was there when it all blew up, remember. And I know that she was wrong, but I can't help thinking that the two of you still belong together. Daddy,...she loves you so much, look at her. She's just fallen apart in the last two years. She doesn't look like a fifty year old woman at all. Two years ago mom was forty eight and she could've passed for being in her thirties. Today she looks like she could be in her sixties." Some people just don't age well," I said coldly. "But you know, maybe she. They were in better shape than the first three. They actually had clothes of a sort and they looked fairly well fed. They were staring intently at my truck.Managing to get within fifty feet, I fired a shot between them and yelled for them to freeze unless they wanted one in their asses. They didn't take long to freeze."What have we here? I'll bet you two came to welcome me to the neighborhood, didn't you?" I asked, but they didn't reply, all they did was try to look menacing at me."Let me tell. Uncle Mark went to play golf and my cousins out with their friends but itwas a typical day for Aunt Sharon and I with straightening up, laundry,and cooking. I do admit by the time that evening when I sat down to readmy magazines while everyone watched TV my legs were sore but not nearlyas much as last night. It felt good to get into bed to relax my legs thatnight. As I laid there I was so confused, part of me was still wonderinghow I had let myself get into this but part of me thought how cute. He had to employ a skeleton staff gradually to handle the transition from the old facility to the new with only very few of the existing staff being asked to make the move interstate also. As the workload increased so did the number of staff required. As his personal assistant he chose the pick of an excellent bunch who also happened to be a highly attractive full bodied blonde named Tracy who, as well as her physical attributes was also an excellent worker very soon conversant and efficient.