She checked the two suitcases at theluggage check.She had just enough time to smoke a cigarette and buy some snacks anddrinks before the train arrived... She had no intention of leaving hersleeper during the eleven hour train ride. She purchased today'snewspapers and a novel to keep her entertained and then she waited downat the far end of the platform away from the crowd waiting for the trainto arrive.Michele boarded the train with some difficulty loaded with her briefcase,suit-carrier and her. “OK,” she helped them out. “What would that do to the distance between the goals?”“The length would be less and we’d score faster,” from one who’d paid attention in algebra.“So what, then, might happen if you moved the touchline in?”“We’d score less,” from several.“Not necessarily,” Coach’s point,” if we nailed our corner kicks. It’s all about using the boundaries.”But there’s more to boundaries than just the field, and Barb and I were careful to respect them.To be sure, the elements were in. "That is fine, I figured I would hang out with David since I know he isn't going out tonight. When do you leave?" I should take off within an hour. Stuck on what I should wear. Want to help?" Picking two outfits off the bed I turned and faced the mirror holding them next to each other in front of me, a form fitting striped dress and a halter with jeans.He stood up, walked over to me and got behind me. Moving both outfits to the side so he could see my half naked body in the mirror, he took. Who knows maybe down the line I’d have me a daughter or son of my own; wouldn’t that be the cat’s meow! I wonder what the two of them would think of that. I snickered, even though nobody was around to see me snicker, probably look down on me and mine; that was the probable answer to that question.I’d just gotten done delivering a load to Franklin’s Super Store, a grocery outlet with sixteen locations throughout the state; it was actually near my apartment at the Randall, maybe half a mile.