One old guy from some farm field in Georgia came in one weekend flying a 1946 Aeronca Champ, all sixty-five horsepower and seventy years of steel, woo... and fabric, and he ALMOST took the trophy away from her, but his wheels hit further from the center of the stripe. They both were in it. He missed by four inches.And Jo says she can beat Cindy. I'm imagining the joy at bumping Cindy out of the only thing she actually gets smug about with us. Actually the real joy would be seeing Cindy realize. Dinner turned out to be a delightful potpourri of interesting dishes that each person made. We had multiple salads, entrees, and side dishes, and it was all gourmet quality home cooking. Even Bachelor Blake who had trouble boiling water, had outdone himself by bringing asparagus spears that had been lightly sautéed in a wine hollandaise sauce that were wonderful. He’d found the recipe online.After we cleaned up and put the food away there was an awkward few moments as people wondered how the. "Io? Have you given any thought to where we're going to park the trusty steed?"For the first time, there was a pause before she answered. "Yes, we shall park with the police on the side of the building." Is something wrong, Io? You paused a bit. I don't mean to complain but ... you've never done that before." I am sorry. I was not prepared for conversation at the moment. I am also tracking an attempt by someone – the Chinese, I think – to interfere with Goldman's trading computer. So far it is. They both had been very tense around each other, and their practices had suffered because of it. Mike hoped they would get whatever was in the air now out of the way so they could play a better game later on. Brady walked through the sea of frozenly silent football players to stand in front of Jeffery. He glared directly into his friend’s eyes, and Mike prepared himself to break up a fight. A wide grin split Brady’s face, and he gave a loud smack on Jeffery’s back. A breath of relief whooshed.