As we talked about nothing in particular he said “There’s more room round here” pointing, I got up and followed him to a secluded area where the...e was a bench.We sat down and I offered him another cigarette as we made small talk. He was wearing jogging bottoms and a white T shirt. “They all come here” “Who” “Everyone who wants some action” I hadn’t a clue what he was talking about and looked bemused, he smiled and said “You don’t know do you” “No” I answered.As I looked at the surroundings he. I work in her office." Just how, or what would I complain about? I gave her a hug instead. "Thanks Kelly." "Don't thank me yet girl. On Saturday we, the three of us are going shopping and replace some of your stuff, get our hair styled and nails done, then we're going out to party!" "No" I said, "yes" was her answer. "You have the social life of a rock Janet, and we think it's time we changed that, so you're going; peaceful and having fun, or in a sack protesting, but your going!" "Okay! Okay!. My mother was a little better off at home. She was able to stop taking medication, and she had more strength to cope with everyday life. That was good news. With my mother, I could talk about many things and I liked her very much. With my father it was different. But I think he loved me like a father and was just strict. But he probably wanted, or he only hoped for the best for the life of his beloved daughter.On Wednesday, my boss called me into his office and said with a grin, "Your friend is. It was very unusual. His usually busy mind was sleeping, resting, satisfied for a change."OK, good, everybody finished. Now trade papers with somebody and put circles around mistakes and give them back." He waited and watched as kids talked to each other pointing at things on their papers."By durn," he said, "you guys are good workers and most of you can, if you go slowly, write and read cursive. Now turn the paper over and do it again, write the whole note again, neatly. I'm going to collect.