The only way to straighten it out was to heat it. This would take four or five guys with torches along with something to either raise the bent area or...pull it up. The contractor got on the phone and within twenty minutes a flat bed pulled up with four more lifts. I went over to the frame shop and took five guys that could handle gas torches, along with my portable backpack from the truck. It took longer to get equipment together than it did to get the lifts to the site.The contractor had a. She wastempted to speed up but she couldn't risk being pulled over for a ticket. Thatwould be a certain guarantee she'd be late. What would happen if she didn't make it? She had no idea what he would do.Nor did she want to find out. The evening curfew was bad enough. She'd haveenough time after work for one errand but nothing more. It would take carefulplanning, groceries one day, her dry cleaning the next, the gas station, andshe had better leave a day open for the unexpected. There would be. Now, pull yourself together and cheer up, and come for a bloody drink!"Mute, Simon simply did as he was told. Well, he made some effort, anyway.John and his girlfriend Patty persuaded Simon to come out with them after the pub. They went to 'Sundowners', and while John and Patty had fun on the dance floor Simon found himself chatting to a very young blonde. He took her home that evening, but though she gave him her phone number, he didn't bother to call her again. He promptly forgot the girl's. I want the kiss to last forever but I know we have to be careful. I kiss her deeply one last time before releasing my hold on her. “Are you going to join us for dinner?” Her face turning into a puppy dog look, like I would refuse anyway.“Yeah sure!”Dinner was nice again; it was certainly helping with the pain. It wasn’t like we had all grown apart or anything but there was certainly a new found closeness between us now. It was comforting. After dinner I head back up to my room. Stacey and mom.