Heiko meinte: "Gut, dass ich meinen Schmuck abgelegt hatte. Sah ja lustigaus. Aber euch w?rden Ohrringe gut stehen und schminken k?nntet ihr euchauch ...al."Wir lehnten aber ab. Als wir wieder bei Paula und Heiko waren, klingeltemein Handy. Es war die Nummer von meiner Mutter Gerda. Eine m?nnliche Stimmemeldete sich. "Mirko mein Junge bist du das?"Oh Gott dachte ich. Ich hatte gar nicht dar?ber nachgedacht, dass auch siesich verwandelt haben m?sste. "Jaein", sagte ich, "ich bin's, aber ich. I presume that Kathy and her men will be welcome as well, not to mention Henry, Sherry, Angie, Annabeth, Trevor, and Bubba,” I declared my intentions, getting agreement all around.“I have one request, to be honest. I want to be cremated and my urn taken with you to wherever you go, so that my remains aren’t separated from the family forever. Perhaps you can find a place of honor for me in your new church. Also, would you preach my funeral, son? I want mine to be one worthy of remembrance,” Dad. I saw them in the morning, going in for their showers, each one stopped by to say hi, wrapped in a towel, they looked hot!When they were both done I asked them what they wanted to do and they both said the beach, they asked if Vera said anything about them staying and I said she was delighted to see them but Vicky said she wasn't sure, she then said that neither of them had had such a flat chest since they were 12! I told them to shut up but they both said its true (well it was, Vera was very. I have a tendency to daydream , that's just who I am.So when I slipped into the cab and noticed the cabbie's thick black hair with silver streaks at his temples, I just couldn't help myself.I sat in the back seat , legs apart , lounging as if I were a princess on some crushed velvet and teak Edwardian chaise .Listening to the deep tenor of his voice , imagining how it might feel to have those big strong hands gripping me tightly to him instead of the steering wheel. I hate it when people wake.