You think I wouldn't get suspicious and ask questions?" I kissed her again, and winked at her mother sitting on the bed in the room."But you're in Ida...o." I'm a man of many talents. Being in two places at once is just one of them." But..." Tami, I was in Idaho this morning. We beat Alaska by the way. Just after noon, I got on one of them thar flying contraptions, and now I'm here." But you have a game tonight." No. I have a date tonight. Besides, they won't let me wear my tux on the field." I. You're helping them. Don't you wish someone like you wouldhave been there for Danielle?"Diane, too choked up to speak, just nodded.The very next day, an average-looking young mother came into the shopwith her daughter in tow. After introducing herself to Diane, she asked:"Is there somewhere we can talk in private?"She looked at the girl, whose sweet face was framed by soft blonde curls.The girl wore a red velvet dress with a white lace collar, white tights,and black patent leather Mary Janes.. Oops! Did I just call myself 'normal'? HahahaI don't really like the nightclub scene and never have. I just don't fit in there. I much prefer to go out to dinner, perhaps a movie or a show or concert. Gracie loves it though although she clearly doesn't belong there. She looks out of place. Like one of the Fuglies (Fat & Uglies) at the school dances. She loves to talk to guys and to dance and while she is good with guys she cannot dance for shit. She looks ridiculous on the dance. . . troubled.“Hey, you okay?” he asked before he could stop himself.She jumped a little at the sound of his voice and looked at him, clearing her throat. “Colin. You’re back.”“Yeah . . . ” His voice trailed off as he noticed what she was wearing. Nothing but a slouchy sweater. It had slipped off her shoulder, revealing her right breast. The fine lace of her bra did little to hide her nipple from his gaze. Her long, smooth legs were tucked beneath her. “I . . . damn.”She seemed to realize her.