She was the wife of my fathers's best man and had known my parents since their early teens. That said I didn't know her at all. My parents had moved f...om southern California, shortly after they were married. Which by the way was when they were eighteen. I was their second son and born before their second anniversary. As couples who marry young often do they had a turbulent relationship. But since this story is about her and me, not them I'll skip ahead. The day I graduated high school we moved. ”“Shawana said that a skinny Santa Clause rescued her.”“That’s even better. No wonder they both cooperated so well. I wouldn’t argue with a wizard or Santa Clause,” John said. He thought about the last person in the house. He added, “I’m very sorry for your loss.”“He was a drunk. He caused the fire that almost killed my babies. I loved him, but I’m mad as hell at him.”“It’s hard to carry such mixed emotions around with you.” John didn’t really know what to say. He chose the course of action. ”Trae took a liking to the flatbed. As Devin had said, they had modified the cab, so it had two bench seats that sat over the drive equipment with a short dashboard in front. The cab and the rear section were fully enclosed with thin lacquered timber sides and a metal frame.The cab had two doors on both sides that had slide-down windows and a glass front windscreen that angled back slightly. The back section of the flatbed had been shortened, so it was now 3m long, 2.5m wide and 3m high.While. ."Wow... that will be quite a surprise... no, I have done this style many times..." she looked up and into my eyes smiling... my heart started to pound."How long will it take?" You can come back in about two hours and we should be done." Okay, I'll leave her in your hands..." With that he walked over and kissed me softly on the cheek and squeezed my shoulder and walked put."You just wait there a minute, Honey, and Ill be right back." Renee said as she went back into the salon.It all moved on.