Saturday afternoon rolled around I flitted about the house cleaning as Todd was out golfing. The phone rang and it was Mark, I held my breath thinking...maybe he had cold feet. He wanted to confirm we were still on for seven o’clock; I breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs to pick out my wardrobe for our rendezvous. I wanted my look to be sexy but not obvious. I definitely did not want Mark too eager or my husband too jealous. A light blue, chiffon dress with spaghetti straps looked. The players are a LOT larger. They also don't knowyou. I didn't know them either, so I did my best to keep my head down andjust go with the flow. One day the coach assigned me to help the offensivecoach train the offensive line the plays. After a day or so, I knew themall. Very nice guys, all very friendly. Soon enough, it was time for the home opener. Our quarterback, a tallblack guy named Shawn, with the biggest hands I have ever seen, was areturning All-American and now a senior. We had high. The small talk centers around latest work gossip and the shifting world of government contracts and developing IT plans. Over the course of the conversation, I learn his name is Jon, and he's recently relocated to take a partnership interest in a consulting firm in the city. Jon's voice is a fine match for his appearance, smooth and cultured. He's tall, maybe 6'2", and looks like a tennis player, long and lean with sculpted forearms and long legs. I'm definitely interested. The happy hour is. Anyway, we all ended up having tea together after Jimmy wrecked her flower garden storming the castle. Then we didn't see her again until last year, the night my parents almost died. Jimmy took Shannon and me to see her for a little R&R. All I can think is that she's like Walter; she started out as someone else's dream character, in this case mine, but then Jimmy made her real. Apparently very real, because I think she's been the one sending him those notes all this time. You know; the ones in.