"Daddy?!" I echoed as she gave him the hug he had requested.My eyes peered intensely at the old man's face, finding the familiar features of the man I...had studied from the painting and pictures of my grandparents. I was startled when I realized his own eyes had been focused on my face the entire time mine had been on his, but I felt he was as curious of me as I was of him and was reassured by the smile he gave me then."What is going on?" I heard my dad's approaching voice say. "Who the hell are. I’m sure that we looked like hookers to them, but as long as we ordered drinks, they really couldn’t make us leave.Our drinks were delivered, and as soon as I got out my credit card to pay for them, a nice-looking man in his forties, dressed in a nice suit, came over and said, “Here, let me get that for you ladies.”He sat down on the stool next to me and ordered a drink for himself, before saying, “Hi, my name’s Rich, and I’m here on business with my boss. Where are you pretty ladies from?”I’m. Yesaccording to Phillip, Fantasy Island and that little planespotting midget would be dull compared to what fully wasnow in store for me. My Code and Safe word of HANDOUT was certainly quite fittingfor me as my luggage and my rented twin engined private planearrived at that small back jungle landing strip. For immediatelybribes in the name of Handouts were required by every singleperson that had dealings with me. From the baggage boy tothe so called five customs agents, all raked in their. Ben was the face of Canadian soccer. He was pretty famous in Canada. We were always hoping that we would be good the next year. Anyways, the Blue Jays lost to the Yankees. Jeter had a great game. I hate that guy. We headed towards press row. We figured Ben probably got interviewed on TV during the broadcast of the game. When we got closer there was an area cordoned off. We could see some old ball players hanging around along with the reporters. We caught sight of Ben over in the corner. There.
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