It was the same look young c***dren get when they know they are going to be punished but they don’t know how yet. “ I love you Sarah.” I wanted ...o make her feel better but I don’t even know if she understood the words for all the sobing I was doing. Tuesday and Wednesday went pretty smooth. Sarah and I were talking and getting along good. We were using the topical pretty much around the clock. Once in the morning once in the afternoon and once at night. Everytime we would put it on and then I. Moments later her phone rang – actually Brendon’s ring tone was the opening notes of an Irish tune played on a dulcimer. He had introduced her to Celtic music, and now her phone and tablet were loaded with tunes featuring Irish harp, dulcimer, flutes fiddles, drums and magnificent voices.“Hi.”“Hi yourself. Just thought I’d check in since we didn’t get a chance to talk yesterday. I did get the pictures though – looks like a pretty nice place.”Natalie hesitated, trying to keep the tears out of. After sometime, she noticed she had missed a few calls and text messages from her husband. A little flustered she told me she had to go, so I paid the bill and walked out with her to the parking lot. As we got closer to the cars, she started tensing up again, no doubt nervous about a goodbye kiss. Being an aggressive type “A” guy, I like those little awkward moments, it gives me the opportunity to take charge. As she was about to open the door, I took her by the waist, pressed her up against. You are just as I pictured!” She nodded but was unsure of what to say to his particular attitude. “The last words Rolly ever said to me were, ‘Take care of my wife’.”She covered her embarrassment. “Oh, that was just like him. Worrying about me even until the last moment.” A tear appeared in the corner of her eye. “I’m doing fine - his parents are helping out and I have some wonderful neighbours.”“Of course.” Ed Thurmann almost said it absentmindedly. “Perhaps I could come by sometimes just to.