“No need to bother the president. He has more urgent matters than to ask why they fuck someone thinks they need to pull this shit on you. If you lik..., you can always discuss it over lunch or dinner. He won’t mind meeting you in person.”“Does even one of you know about Mr. Smith? You do understand that Mr. Smith can go into any worldwide leader’s home, screw all his children, spouse, and that same leader? Everyone he fucked will thank him in honest appreciation of his attentions when he. ’ ‘I’ll text Megan and see where she is.’ Jordan tossed him a beer and picked his cell off the counter. A blur of fingers later he announced it was sent. ‘If I was you I’d down that before she gets home, she hates beer.’ ‘Will do.’ Jordan’s phone rang some odd heavy metal music. He flipped it open and read the message. ‘She’ll be home in ten minutes.’ He turned to the boy. ‘You better get in the shower, your mother will tan my hide if you don’t.’ *** Exactly ten minutes later the garage door. I was not frightened, lonely or happy, I did have my memories. I had the memories of you, of holding you in my arms, being lost in your eyes, kissing your sweet lips and your body from top to bottom. I smiled, or at least I thought I did. Then suddenly I felt the loss of you and I have never felt that empty in all my life. Was I to spend the rest of…, the rest of eternity longing for you? Do I look at what I no longer have or do I remember what I had with you. My choice, heaven or hell? I had. Someone from the family went to see him everyday. He would still tell stories to the grandkids but we could tell he wasn’t looking very good. On February 10, I was called to the nursing home. They told me that Dad was being transferred to the hospital. I was told to get all the family there as soon as possible. I called all my siblings and they all showed up in the next couple of hours. I was alone with Dad before anyone arrived. He told me to go buy a box of chocolate covered cherries and to.