If you don't like Jacqueline, how about somethingwith a bit more flare, we could go with Jill. Get it Jack and Jill?" No, you are going to be difficul... aren't you, then how about Jasmine,Juliette, Jolene, or we could go dramatic, Candace, that way I could callyou Candy, that would be so sweet.Jack mumbles, "Stop screwing around Rose." OK, we could always go with the drag queen theme. Stop me when I get tosomething you like, Lusty Lana, Sugar Aplenty, or maybe Sugar Nuts." Stop! You win Rose,. "The pair grinned at each other. "Why not," Sheila said. "I'll put up with your two left feet -- just don't spend all the time walking on mine!" Well, you knew that before you married me..." Sam rejoined as they got up and made their way to the back of the building.Following the gentle sound of the Dance Band, they rounded a corner and were rewarded with an open door and the sight of a surprising number of couples dancing. "Properly!" she thought to herself. The light was dimmer in the room,. All of this accompanied by a very nice white wine, followed by coffee and gelato for dessert. Len was north of eighty years old. His frame was still spare, though he was becoming a little bowed now, a condition he said came from carrying "all those damned years around." His face, once so smooth and handsome, was now a collection of age spots and wrinkles. His skin was a tapestry of years, testimony to time spent in the sun, the wind, each season leaving its imprint upon him. He did not resent. She wanted to change that so bad.About ten minutes after she got in the tub she heard her phone ring and the answering machine pick it up. Her brother's voice talked loudly about stopping by with the family about 6pm to visit her and telling her to be ready with some food. Geez, she thought he is bossy, 'Blue we're coming by at 6 have dinner ready for us.' Well, she thought as she glanced at the clock on the bathroom counter, she better get out and figure out what she was going to make for.