When I empty thedryer, I hang things quickly so I don't have to do a lot of ironing.Some things I pull directly from the dryer into the laundry basket... butI would have notice a pink bra, I would think. I decided to look in my drawers to see if I might have mistakenly put itin with my clothes. That would be embarrassing telling Mother it was inwith my underwear. Unfortunately, Mother came in just as I was openingme dresser drawers and we both spotted it at the same time. A woman'spink 'Olga'. But I don't know what else to do with you. I'd make you a receptionist but you cut off enough people on my phone as it is. I can't imagine you handling all those calls and greeting visitors. I can't put you in the cafeteria because you can't even count change. I guess I could make you one of those girls who empty the trash after hours. I'm pretty sure even you could handle that!I'm sorry, honey, don't start crying again. You'll ruin your make-up. I didn't mean it. You know I wouldn't do. The boat is on a big rubber ball that has a huge concrete block led to a chain. that is attached to the inflated rubber ball. The boat is out 'there' tethered to that ball and chain. To sail ones boat one needs to get to the boat. To do that one needs the dinghy. Since our piece of the lake shore is about a foot, we don't have a dock.Since we don't have a dock, and the Yacht Club is fresh out of spaces for a dinghy, our dinghy is stored at the house. Our dinghy is too big to carry down to the. He smiled at me as I walked over. I smiled back, my heart fluttering. His jawline could cut stone. I stepped up into his house. He walked over towards me with two mojitos in hand. ‘You look lovely today. I like seeing you in your work clothes.’ He said to me, his voice deep and gravely. ‘Why thank you.’ I replied, taking a mojito out of his hand, ‘I happen to love seeing you in your work clothes too.’ A smile spread across my face. He looked down at his worn blue button up and mid thigh khaki.