The blond lady with the bad hair who I knew as Sylvia by then, landed the Yellow plane on the grass. She helped us load the Mooch into the back seat a...d strap him in. Then she took off. Jeremy, Alice and I waited on the grass field for the next flight. The van had long since gone, when the plane arrived.We arrived back at the grass strip by Church Camp after dark. The pilot landed the plane in the dark with just some runway lights. It would have been nothing special, if the runway was paved. To. Oh, that would certainly win her heart. Erik, you are such a fool. This woman could never love you. She was either feverish or she was toying with you. However, I do not believe the young lady is the type to dally with a man's affections. So, I wager her actions were due to the ramblings of a fevered mind."He squeezed his closed eyes even more tightly shut."Oh, if I could have but one wish, but if wishes were horses, beggars would ride."It was only at that moment that Erik realized that someone. Liza: Longer once?Me: Not as long as you and Brody.And that’s stretching the truth. Longer than a year is an eternity. There are simply too many beautiful women in the world.Liza: But you have some experience?Me: Certainly, do you want to ask me something?Liza: No. Never mind.Me: Come now, sis, you can ask me anything.Liza: It’s just with the engagement coming up.Oh yes, that’s still a thing.Liza: Brody has been asking all these things of me.Me: Pressuring you?Liza: Well, not exactly. He says. ‘Between the advice you and my errant brother gave me, you could say Beth is a very happy girl. I’m not sure she knows quite what to make of it but she’s certainly not complaining. Can I get you a soft drink, by the way?’‘Yeah, great,’ chuckled Meg pulling up a stool at the breakfast bar.As Luke turned to organise drinks, Jack strode in through the back door and Meg felt her breath catch and her heart suddenly race. Drop-dead gorgeous gardener alert! Today he wore muddy Levis, steel toe capped.