After getting a shower, she settled down in front of the fireplace in her bathrobe with her latest romance novel and a glass of sherry.The fire gave h...r pleasant memories of Lonny who always liked to build a fire on cool fall evenings. Reclining of the plush sofa she began to read as she slowly sipped her sherry. She enjoyed the mental and sometimes physical stimulation that these novels had provided her these past few years.As she continued to read and sip her sherry, she was warmed outwardly. Right thing to do. I’ve ... hated myself for that since.”Rosalin got tear at the end of her revelation. Her last few words were choked out. I moved to her side and gathered her into my arms.Pam’s attitude softened, “Do you know where my brother is – or half brother, or whatever?”Rosalin looked up at her daughter seeking forgiveness, “No, but I think you can petition the State of California to see whether they’ll contact him and invite contact. I have no idea of his name or anything. I didn’t. The upside is that it drives Granny crazy." They giggled.They wanted to sleep in the same room, like a true slumber party, so all the mattresses were dragged into the hallway and pushed together. Two queen-sized beds worked fine for five little girls."We were going to play Truth or Dare, but that is boring. We are having a scavenger hunt. You in?" Mary asked.The others thought it was a great idea and quickly agreed."You are going to have to be sneaky. All the items are on the first floor. We go. Apparently, she didn't seem to see any barrier to her flirting because she sat down next to him and showed him a broad swath of white thigh when she crossed her legs on the bench above his head."Well, Ada, I am Horst and I am on my way back to the Russian front. Shouldn't you be in school?"The girl laughed and curled her long blonde hair around her finger coyly letting her tongue reach out tentatively and lick the tip."No more school for me I am afraid. The school is destroyed by bombs and I.