“Goodnight mom” I said giving her a kiss on the forehead and walking out of her room and back to mine. I resumed to lie down but nodded off in no...time at all. I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon, sausage, and pancakes. I put on my robe and slippers and walked down to the kitchen. My mom was at the stove when I sat down at the island in the middle of the kitchen facing her. I sat there messing with my phone until she turned around, causing me to nearly fall out of my chair. She. I want you to get done whatever you need to do, then get back here where we can watch you. You're hot property right this second."Ms. White went upstairs to my office with me and my shadow, the tag along Marshal. She accessed a list of reports on my PC and we began with each one, filling in the necessary and required information. It only took about an hour as I only had the one out of office appointment, unless we counted the craziness that had been going on. Instead of sending to Ms. White for. "They turned in the direction of the voice. It was an old man, who looked like a skinny Santa in an old blue bathrobe. "Larry, Bret, Rick, welcome to my store. Let's go over to the counter where we can talk." He gestured towards the back of the store, then waited until the boys began walking in that direction. They followed him to the counter and sat on three stools while he walked behind it."How'd you know our names," Bret said."Yeah," Larry said. "You some kind of magician or. I will show you the button that opens the door. Close it after you drive in.” I showed Robert the button. He got his pants on while Fran and I cleared the table and washed the Robertson’s food containers.Robert and Roberta call themselves 4R for Randy Robert and Roberta Robertson. 4R came back from the garage carrying some odd contraption. Roberta asked me to bring the small box just inside the back of their van. It contained a spray bottle and a pump bottle with Japanese writing on it. It was.