“No problem, mister. Spare some change?” She looked at me blankly, holding out a mitten-covered palm.I shouldn’t have been surprised. I had seen...her the past two mornings at the fast-food place. Both times, she sat alone, huddled around a lone cup of coffee.She was pretty in an unassuming, girl-next-door way, her face framed by shoulder-length hair spilling from under a winter hat. She looked to be in her early twenties... slightly younger than me. From her clothes and closed-in manner, I. "Sean, all I do at home these days is sleep." Yeah Rachel. You and Jeff seem to hang out here all the time." It's fantastic that you're willing to take care of Jeff all summer while I'm working." My pleasure--working out of my home definitely has advantages." Sean looks for a hug, "So, anyway, sounds like you're ready to shack up with me." I am, but your parents will have a grandmal seizure. I'll lose their respect."With tongue in cheek, "Well, finding out that you're a naturist will take care. You three would like her. She's not much older that you threeand she does have a love of boots like you do Alexa. By the way, thoseboots are lovely. Where did you get them?" To be honest I can't remember. Nordstrom, I think." I look at Jennyfor an answer. She nods her head. "one thing I have seemed to havecaught from Jenny is my love of shoes."Katie laughs out loud. "I'll say. I bet between the two of them theyhave about 100 pairs. I say it's about a 75 - 25 split though."Jenny takes. She's learned all to well over the preceding months that when our team loses, she's punished for their performance. It's not as bad as it sounds; I realize it's out of her control what happens during the game. Seeing my favorite team lose or play poorly makes me upset and stressed, having my pet there to give me an outlet for my stress makes me happier over all, which in turn makes her happy. It's the preverbal "Win-Win" situation. My thoughts are brought back into reality as the scent of.