" I shook my head. "That is a very simplistic explanation and I don't even think that I have got to the core of it. Whatever the reasons, the sound ma...es me happy." Twenty or thirty musicians?" Cate was shocked. "How could they get that many together?"That was an easy one. "Back in the thirties, jobs were scarce, here and in the States. Music and dancing was one way to allow people to forget for a moment the struggle of low income and the lack of jobs. Becoming a musician was almost a guarantee. Forgot to tell you people about me am 22 years old height 5’11 weight 65 a good looking guy with average personality. As the train was full I stood near the door and a man sitting in the seat was continuously looking at me and was smiling and I also replied him with a smile.When the train was moving when I saw back he was beside me and started talking to me he asked me where I was going; my name and all. As the train stopped at next station the train got more crowded and we both got closer. I. In fact I've told my kids to just cut out the middleman and blame me whenever they screw up ... saves a lot of money."She gave a wry chuckle."True, but in my case it's right. And I know it." I just shook my head."Seriously, you know I'm an only child ... and I worshiped my dad. Dad was gone a lot on missions and TDY. So, whenever he got back home, I wanted all his attention. Of course so did mom. She had a hard time coping with running the house alone, she just wasn't that good at it. So not. What had happened between him and Carla was in the past, maybe it was time to move on. And he was also correct about how they had trusted him, how could he do anything other than return the compliment, ‘Yes,’ he said, ‘I’d love to come over.’ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Carla heard the doorbell and answered the door. In front of her stood Marge, looking radiant. Before Carla could speak, Marge said, ‘Carla, I know it was your idea.’ Momentarily taken aback by Marge’s direct words, all she.