Sam has a certain point of view.’ Lori nodded. I glanced at the clock and it was close to five. We probably didn’t have a lot of time. ‘Lori, we...need to go. Mom, Dad, thanks.’ Lori rushed over and hugged Mom and kissed her cheek. A quick hug with Dad and we were gone. Lori was almost giddy with the response from my parents. She was sure that Mom was way wrong. Her parents were there when we pulled up. Lori’s Mom, Karen, was just hanging up the phone as we walked in. Sam was out at the barn. She and I used to go down to the beach together early in the mornings and stay there till dinnertime, around four o'clock in the evening. We took a basket with sandwiches and soft-drinks with us so we didn't have to go all the way up to the house to get something to eat or drink. My Aunt had taken the opportunity on the more or less empty beach to sunbath without any top on. Well, she had a one piece bathingsuit so she had to push it down over her pointy breasts and let it stop on her wide. "Sure thing, Mom," I answered. My mom sighed with relief. "Good. Because remember your grandparents have that barbecue today," she said quietly. I nodded. "I know, Mom. Bye bye," I said quietly. My mom said goodbye, hanging up the phone. "What was that about?" Mackenzie asked. Now that we were a couple she had the right to know. "I need a ride home. Hey can you give me a lift?" I asked, grinning. Mackenzie smirked. "I thought that was the guy's job." She jabbed at me. I wrapped my arm around. Brendan was relieved to see his father scanning street signs, trying to find Bishop Street. Turning his attention to the roads, he observed that the traffic was full of semi's and work vans, belching all sorts of noxious fumes. The faces behind the wheels were a full spectrum of color, and one and all seemed intent on ignoring his curiosity.His father cursed when Bishop Street turned out to be one way the wrong way. They maneuvered until they could turn onto the correct street. They were behind.