I had made it to the wayside and didn't have to go through this while on the side of the highway. I was cussing the bolts, and myself, for having such...shitty tools along with me when I heard a motorcycle pull up. I looked out from under the truck and saw a pair of low cut tennis shoes sans socks, and bare legs coming toward the truck. "Need some help?"I slid out from under the truck and looked up at a kid of about 19 or 20 standing there. He was maybe, 5' 8" and well built. His hair was brown,. “Of course, aren’t they always late out of O’Hare”, she sighed. I thought about that, and she was right. I took another swig, and continued watching the planes slowly depart. I gazed at the status screen again, it showed “DELAYED”. Originally, my flight to Portland, Or (PDX) was supposed to leave at 5:00pm, and now it said scheduled departure, 6:30pm.“SHIT!!”, I said. My bar mate said, “join the crowd. How late is your flight?” I muttered, “an hour and a half.” She said, “you’re lucky, mine was. Terry, my precious love, our love for each other is too strong for any of those things to get in our way and in any case I consigned Mike to the dustbin months ago. You, Terry, are my love and my life and I’m pretty certain I’m yours.”“You are, my darling Grace, but ... but I’d really like it if your parents were on side and ... and while I long to make love to you I j-just feel I ought to have their blessing on our love first.”It was Grace’s turn to stare at Terry.“I know family is important. "Well, I wasn't going to say anything, not with you happily married,but you really scared the life out of me on Saturday." No, I suppose you weren't and I'm really sorry about Saturday," wasall I could say."What's this about Saturday?"It was Jan's turn to be confused."Let's just say I stopped John doing something extremely dumb," Karenreplied."Okay. I won't press," Jan said."Thanks, Jan," I said, gratefully."I thought I was hiding it, but old beady eyes over there noticed,"Karen continued."A.