I will tell him that I met you, and that you’ve grown to be a lovely person. That, at least,should bring him some consolation.’ Leanne sighed. �...If there is some other way I could help, I might – I might consider it. But this, meeting with him -‘ she shook her head. ‘There’s a roof over his head and food on the table, and he has me.’ Melissa gestured self-consciously. ‘It’s not much, but it’s all he needs, or so he tells me.’ Leanne noticed she was playing with the thin silver ring on her. As a consequence of his Mum’s desperation for affection and seeking attention elsewhere, there wasn’t much time or love left over for the children. As a result both siblings found it difficult to establish lasting relationships.Drew didn’t blame Mum for his crappy childhood, they were just the hands that they were dealt. Both Drew and his sister Alice were still single, now well into their thirties, and both of them cold fish when it came to lasting romance. Drew only seemed to love cold. "Joseph?!"Call me corny, but I felt really happy when I heard him utter my name. I wasn't sure he even knew it. "Can I?" I ask gently pointing to a root protruding out of the ground looking like a seat. He nodded and scooted a little more to his right. I could see how a light blush crept up his neck through his church shirt. He was probably embarrassed that a guy had caught him crying. "So... today's sermon was... uh... interesting," I said trying to strike up a conversation. I got no answer.. They have dinner on the pier, the summer breeze caressing them, the ocean singing softly in the background. It has been so long since she had worn something as lovely as the dress she was wearing, that she kept fiddling with the soft fabric. Not being covered in spaghetti sauce or peanut butter, and actually smelling pretty went a long way to making her feel sexy. Or it could have something to do with the lovely strappy sandals her husband surprised her with right before dinner. Talking softly,.