I have the heart of a wonderful man with many talents and we enjoy making each other happy. Money isn't very important by comparison."Our food was ser...ed. We ate leisurely after a blessing. The silence was comfortable.Marianne was still in shock. She finally said, "That truck isn't what it looks like it is."I said "Yes and no. It is grandfather's old truck. It still looks like it on the outside but the inside is what made it mine. I loved our grandparents. I miss them to this day. I try to act. I wish he’d let me suck up some of *his* culture- owww!’ Marty had whacked Cruiser on the arm and actually appeared to be pouting. Wow. Maybe I had overdone it. I nodded thanks to Cruiser and turned around to find my bikini. I heard an exclamation behind me. ‘Holy shit, Shannon! You’ve got a frickin’ tattoo on your ass!’ Marty’s eyes were wide. I snarled. ‘Yeah? Well, you’re walking weally funny, Marty!’ Marty actually blushed, then looked down and started mumbling. I didn’t give him a hard. Saul stood at the platform waiting for her train to arrive. A light wind was blowing the first snowflakes of winter across the tracks as a weak sun tried to break through the clouds. He was nervous, worried about how they would feel once they saw each other for the first time. Would she like what she saw? Would he like what he saw? He liked to think that he wasn't shallow enough to be hung up on looks but he also knew that no matter how attractive someone's personality could be there had to be. He walked over towards them and Mike introduced Sean to Mandy and her friend Becky. Immediately, Sean and Mandy hit it off and they talked for an hour before Becky grabbed Mandy to meet some guys at the party. Throughout the night people came and went and everyone had a great time. Sean and Mandy would pass each other at times and toasted when they passed with a clang of glass. It was 1:30am and the party was breaking up. Becky had left with a few guys an hour earlier to go to a bar and dance..