But I can never tell you why I’m there. If you knew that I’d been alone for years by the time I met you, you’d probably laugh at me, think it’... some gimmick and then I’d lose you as a friend. If you knew how long it’s been since I last held a woman....“Hi! What can I get for you?” you chime in, breaking me from my reverie. “Medium mocha please” I sheepishly reply trying to smile, but at the same time trying not to.“You really like my mochas don’t you?” If only you knew...You’re nice enough to. He called the cops last week to complain of rowdy party noise. Five minutes before the patrol car arrived, the house went dead and the front door slammed shut. Five minutes after the police left, the door swung open, the music came back up, and the people came out to dance on the lawn.Since I've been here, the people doing the house-swap haven't glanced in this direction. We're like "invisible" over here.Vance is a Vietnam vet. He came back wounded, mind and body. He's never talked about. Shannon was silent for a second, then agreed. II.Shannon was a level nine gymnast, which entailed very tiring training. With States, Sectional, Regional and National meets all coming up in these next two months, Shannon's spare time was limited. Right from the start of their and Rob's relationship, she made it clear to him that her gymnastics came first. She remembered him saying; "that's cool, ditto with my soccer." Shannon didn't have a lot of boy friends over the course of the last few. "Get a drink, a stiff one, and I promise to tell you all I know." Dara gulped as she realized what she'd just said. Fearfully she glanced at the clock, quarter til one, not much time left now."Well then, okay," replied Ket, "but you'd better mean it, I want to know everything."Ket promptly returned with the decanter, not bothering to pour any into a glass, "all right, you can have every last drop if it means getting the whole story out of you."Dara received the decanter, unfazed by her cousin's.