He showered, changed clothes and was out the door in pretty quick succession. Not having a car would have been an issue, but Mr Daniels only lived a c...uple of blocks away and he was there in fifteen minutes.Knocking three quick taps like always, he let himself inside the old house and followed the sounds of cursing and banging until he came upon the old man in his garage, grumbling at several boxes of junk. He turned his wrinkled face and smiled in delight.“Benjamin!” He greeted, “thank god. Definitely, it was a chick magnet. He had a different good looking girl with him every time I saw him. And Ralph was not the best looking guy. He was okay, but he looked nothing like yours truly. We were all going down to Cape Cod one summer. We rented a house in Provincetown for a week. There were 8 of us chipping in to rent this place. Ralph followed me down while I had five of my friends in the New Yorker with all the cases of beer in the trunk. ‘Hey, Ralph,’ I said, ‘I bet you that I can. " Nice to meet you, Cara," said Ken. "Jeff didn't tell me he was hiding a sister from me."Cara gave a little giggle and Ken blushed a bit, probably just realizing that he was actually talking to a girl."I wasn't hiding her from you, Ken. In fact I need to take this call real quick, so can you keep Ken company for a few minutes, Cara?" Ah, sure. Yeah." Cool. I'll be back in a few minutes."I walked out the door and down the hall to the family room and talked to Leslie for a few minutes. We were. The man is a fucking machine, she thought, laughing to herself. She had put on her eight performances that week. Tuesday night, a matinee on Wednesday and Saturday plus shows every night thereafter. The theatre was closed on Sundays and Mondays. She still hadn't heard from her son and the actress was getting quite concerned. On Sunday, they went to the building housing evacuations and finally found a person who knew about the children's situation."Miss Frost, did you put your son on track.