Both Moms began talking at him, but both stopped, after which Carol nodded her head at Sandy.“We were going to ask you about Gracey, but you need to...elaborate on this first. Ooh, I wish I’d’ve been a fly on the wall for that conversation.”Dad delayed again by holding up his hand and putting a couple bites in his mouth, chewing each slowly, swallowing. After he took a drink from his coffee cup, he responded.“I asked Inez for a blanket and a pillow so I could sleep on the couch, and she said. "The tub and shower to your left, sink on the right, and straight ahead, you know what... So... now that you've taken the guest tour, shall we return to the drawing room and tap the martinis?"Mark laughed. "Sounds like a winner, Miss Dorsett... and may I ask where the animals are and what they're up to?" Well, they're lying down in the corner side by side and seem to be watching us," Carol replied, her hand still inside his as she led him back to the living room area, reluctant to break the. He took her by the hand and seated her in the front seat and then placed a blindfold over her eyes. He wanted her to be completely surprised when they got to the tattoo parlor. The drive was about thirty minutes from their house and Charles had tuned the radio to a classical station playing Christmas music. He pulled into the parking lot in front of the parlor and parked and like a gentleman went over and opened the door for Megan. ‘You can take off the blindfold now sweetheart, we’re here’. Working in an office in the secretarial pool, she was the shy, quiet type. But oh! the things she dreamed of at night would make a sailor blush. (hmmmm that's usually the way it is, isn't it? But I digress... ) Getting word one day that her grandmother had been feeling under the weather, she baked a basketfull of goodies to take to her. (brownies, rice krispie treats, chocolate chip cookies - for those who are sticklers for detail). Ever since her parents had disappeared in a horrific Bermuda.