“We’re about six miles north of the present town of Charleston,” I told him. “The Ashley River is about a mile or so south of us, and the Coop...r River is well to the east of us.”“So we are north of the Charles Town neck. The city is called Charles Town here and not Charleston as you pronounced it,” Thomas corrected us with a smile and seemed more sure of himself.“There are two things that I believe you need to do. The first is to get a look at the harbor from a distance, and the second is to go. ‘I am on my way to your place now.’ I jumped out of bed, turned on the light and took one look in the mirror. My makeup was still intact, I ran the brush through my hair, grabbed my tote bag, threw in a change of clothes, knowing that I would probably end up staying the night, I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to drive me all the way back to East Longmeadow in the middle of the night, I changed my bra into the black one he wanted to see so badly again and grabbed a few toys from my hidden box. He didhis best to study the cashier's face without her noticing. Josh assessedthat she could be a fairly attractive person, if it wasn't for her heavyframe. This woman clearly liked to eat, or had an easy propensity towardsgaining weight. She wasn't what Josh could call downright obese, but theadditional pounds did a good job of concealing whatever beauty her facemight contain.The old woman was packing up her groceries. It was Josh's turn.As the cashier started to swipe Josh's groceries, Josh's. "Sounds like we have a lot in common, Tom. Say! I don't suppose you've had dinner yet, have you?" No, just a couple of bourbons so I'm nicely mellow.What did you have in mind?"Beverly smiled at him invitingly. "I know this GREAT little place about a mile from here. Very quiet and very casual... actually, it's my place."Tom looked at her a bit stunned but recovered in time to give a small shrug and a smile."With all the kooks running around, I'm not in the habit of inviting men I just met back.