"Farm life, particularly farm life 30 miles from anywhere is boring," he said. "My dad would hire in kids during the summer to help out. Friday nights...were what you might consider extremely boring. Also, there were times when it rained for four or five days in a row. So, well, I know it sounds stupid now, but we would fight. It was pretty much like you see in mixed-martial arts – without the training. It got to the point where we would fight every Friday night, sometimes six or seven matches.". A bouquet of white lilies and fragrant lilacs rested in her arms.The black gowned pallbearers carried the casket with slow measured steps to the head of the aisle and gently laid it on the lavender draped bier. The satin gowned body of the young woman that lay within seemed to glow as the shaft of sunlight fell upon the open casket.As Jennifer watched, the glowing image became an amorphous blur that seemed to swirl closer and closer until she was immersed in its radiant light. She felt herself. ”Oscar lowered his head and said, “Thank you.”Georgia looked around the room at the priests and monks. They were walking around as if nothing was happening. She waved at one of them, but he looked past her. An elderly priest kneeled off to the side of the altar; his lips moving in prayer. It seemed to her that he was the only one in the room who realized that something was happening. Her eyes caught a glimpse of a small wooden cross around the man’s neck.The deep voice said, “You have done well. 'I didn't say anything, and she failed to utter anything either. It seemed just right as the intimacy was perfect. I brought my right hand to her leg and rubbed it for a moment. She returned the favor a few seconds after I started.Although, after that moment, she leaned towards me. "Mom, this is where you kiss me."I did just that, but I pasted my lips onto hers. 'Damn, my daughter is some woman. She knows how to woo a woman without even trying.'Her lips calmly came from mine. "You better take.