I kissed her forehead and looked at her lovingly.“What is it, sweetheart?” I said softly.“Nothing… I’m enjoying this warm feeling. Never exp...rienced this before,” she said as she sobbed.I moved my arms around her back and pulled her closer to me. She placed her head on my chest while I rested my hand on her shoulder, gently caressing her.“Do you still remember them?” Bella asked.“What do you mean?”“Kate and Sarah. Do you remember them?”I began to run my fingers through her hair, taking my time. But of course Jenni has that husband of hers as Mate most of the time. Bex would be okay, I think. But you say Ted would be okay?" Yes. I've nothing against him. If you want to split us, I'd be happy for her to go with him or Jenni." Very well, then. Bring her in so I can have a chat with her, but don't go far."Cherry was in the office for maybe ten minutes and bounced out, smiling. "Phil says, 'tell Lindy, take me down to Thistle and introduce me to Bert'. Linnet, why does Phil call you Lindy. ”“That would explain it. You thought I might want to stop sleeping with you so you simply began subconsciously treating me like a sister, or whatever.”Not like any sister I had. At least not in the past. Now? Perhaps so.“Maybe so,” I said. “I guess, beyond living here, and beyond being our nanny, what do you want?”“Not kids. Not marriage. That I’m very sure of. I’d have had my tubes tied if I could have, but they wouldn’t do it on a fifteen-year-old.”“Medical ethics would prevent that, I. He found a spot big enough for the bike near the door, but I had to park the car several yards away. I locked the three year old Ford before I walked to the entrance of the nationally advertised pancake house. Marty was waiting at the door for me. He opened it and I walked through just like I had at all the other breakfast restaurants across the country. The fancy pancake house was the first of its kind for the trip though. Generally we stayed where it was more likely a cafe or local diner for.