I know it is totally bad form to use the “c” word out in public but I do my best to contain it to those setting where only females are present bec...use we seem to take less offense at the usage amongst ourselves. It is sort of the same thing with dark-skinned people when confronted by the “n” word by total strangers. I certainly do not mean to offend anyone because I am at heart a shy and introverted thing despite my caustic mouth that often gets me in trouble that is caused completely by my own. There was a young man standing at the door, with a small car behind himat the bottom of the steps."Yes? What do you want?"He was wearing a dark suit and waistcoat, with a white shirt and red tiejumping out at his neck, the picture of a college freshman making abrave impression in his first interview."Hello. Is this The Shades? Miss Geraldine Courtline's residence?"Geraldine wasn't used to hearing the full length of her name. In thisyoung man's mouth, it almost sounded part of the marriage. Disgusted that he was forced to lie here like an invalid. And disgusted that he couldn’t do a damn thing about any of it, including handling the pretty feline that was leaning in close with cherry lips just inches from his, listening to his chest with her stethoscope. “I’ve got to get out of here, Mona.” “Shh.” “I mean it.” “Mr. Gafferson…” “Call me, Moe.” “All right, Moe.” She left the bell of the stethoscope on his chest but took the prongs out of her ears. “You can’t rush these things.” . " Hi." He came over and faced her for a moment, then leaned down to kiss her. "How are you?" Good." She leaned into him for a moment, then pulled back. "Hey, something smells good." Thanks." He tugged her towards the kitchen. "You're a guinea pig tonight. I decided to try something new." Hmmm." Ryan pretended skepticism. "Maybe I should go back for my ramen noodles."He raised an eyebrow. "Tell me you at least added some meat and vegetables to it." Um, no, can't say we did." Ryan had the grace.