He felt very frail, looked equally frail, as he held me and caressed my hand. I looked at mother as she studied both of us with a smile on her face.'I...have dreamed of seeing both of you together Joanne', she suddenly spoke, 'you and he will get on well together', she continued, but I was confused, and I think it showed on my face.Mother was Matron in an Old Folks retirement complex, and this morning had invited me down to see her at work, and the old man holding my hand, was one of her. She never even finished her sandwich, never even looked back. The big guy let me go, and the four of them left.That’s when one of the waitresses came over and said, “You’re lucky. They could’ve torn you a new ass. She’s a worthless piece of shit anyway; not worth getting beat up over.”He remembered breathing a sigh of relief.~~v~~“Ah me.”That had been my first contact with the woman who would become my wife. The second time I saw her was the very next night. I was having another burger and a. The elevator slowed down until it finally came to stop and the doors opened. Annie quickly stepped out and cleared her throat, Brandon following close behind her. They stepped out of the building and onto the sidewalk while the busy New York traffic went by in the street. Annie looked around, realizing she had no idea where she was or where she was going. "Back to my place?" Brandon asked as he stepped close to the street to wave a taxi down."Um, I don't...it's like...I just..." Annie struggled. Those PB&J sandwiches were just the best and couldn't be slowly eaten. They had to be gobbled.Of course Mom, as mothers all over do, cautioned her to "eat slowly", "take smaller bites", and "swallow before taking another bite." But then mom liked the few extra minutes of quiet brought about by the full mouth. They would be the last moments of the peace and quiet until a certain blond whirlwind went to bed.Mom usually sat on the porch after her daughter went to bed, weather permitting, and.