"Mom, What did you do to your hair?" Do you like it?" It's so different. Why did you get it cut so short?" I just wanted something really different." ...hy are you dressed up on Sunday night? Are you going out?" No Honey I just decided to dress up more. You know with Daddy gone I tend to let myself go a little." Oh". Just then Amy noticed Lisa. "Hi"."Amy you know Lisa don't you?" Sure from school"."Well she will be living here for a while until she can get things worked out with her parents.". Actually, only one is my blood daughter, Barbara Joanne, the other my step daughter Amy. They bring me once a month for a short visit. It saddens them, knowing they won’t have to do it much longer. I’m eighty three years old now, and reside at an assisted living facility in a small apartment. They bring me my meals and check on me periodically, just in case. It’s nice, but it’s not a home, more like a transition point. It reminds me of the name of that old British sitcom, ‘Waiting For God’. It. It was pretty cool. And after that game, Mindy Grant.Mindy is a tiny little thing. You know how sometimes they throw cheerleaders up in the air and then catch them? She's the one they throw because she's so small and light. She was actually sitting in my car when I got out of the gym. I got in and she said "You know the deal."Like we were going for a coke or something.She had keys to her uncle's gas station, which had a back room with a couch in it that folded down into a bed. She folded it. We called it a draw, although I suggested a rematch later. Tanya just moaned happily as she leaned into me, her head against my shoulder while she flooded me with the warmth of her soul.There was something mysteriously magical about that night. Whatever it was, it had us sitting quietly enjoying the company of our girlfriends or boyfriends, just swishing our feet in the lake as the cares of the world disappeared. When the sun set, its deep blues and bright reds provided a spectacular backdrop.