I won?t abandon you Mart. But the only wayyou?ll get out of our arrangement is by starting life again from scratch. Poor and alone.?He shivered. His u...timate fantasy. But ? she was making itreality.She was evidently awaitingan answer.He nodded. ?Okay.??Is that all??He had so many questions buthe was afraid to ask.?Do you still love me ??She frowned. He saw genuineconfusion in her shadowy eyes. She?d obviously expected him to ask anything butthat.?Sure.? She said finally.?Do you love me, even. As the winter progressed the disorganization about drove me to distraction. I swore that I was going to have a root cellar dug come hell or high water. I built several sets of shelves out of welded angle-iron and topped them with slab lumber in an attempt to get a hand on my inventory, but Murphy had already settled in for the winter. It helped some, though.I parted together a table and chair to eat and read at, as that little trailer was pretty claustrophobic after about the fifth week. I was. What a way to start a Monday."Sorry," I muttered, watching as she brushed down her raincoat and took her stick from the taxi driver, "I um just wanted to make sure you were okay."It was then everything changed.She turned at the sound of my voice, lifted her face towards me and smiled.*"Morning, Mr. Sloane," said Debbie as I walked through reception and approached the girl behind the main desk, "Good weekend?" she asked, giving me that all too familiar 'Don't you know that ALL girls talk'. There is always a special bonding between mothers and sons. Randy, under normal circumstances your role would change into a stepson when, and I should add ‘if,’ I marry your father. However, because of his necessary travels your role would have to be more like a husband’s. Did your father tell you about all of those duties that a husband needs to perform?” I clear my throat. “Yes, he said that the things that husbands and wives do in bed are the most important. And that you would show me what.