“You wanted to see the ceremony, dear Amélie, don’t you remember?”She remembered, yes, but had hoped the weather would be a little more like it...had been the day they visited for the first time earlier in the year. Cold, yes, but not raining to boot. As they arrived she looked around to see who else might have attended. The two women had not made many acquaintances beyond the circle of customers and clients of the print shop, but she wondered if anyone she recognized was there. An exception was. I think today is Sunday. Between practicing law and entertaining, career easily devoured almost all of me. I suppose I had two careers. I suppose they did have all of me. This is his building. The elevator code is still the same as it was years ago. My decision is not which will come first. I have to give up one of those careers. I suppose that that, like many of my thoughts today, is untrue. He wouldn’t mind me booking engagements as a geisha. Only the sex bothered him. But if you’re going to. We were almost home, on a stretch of road that wasn't very busy any time, when in the middle of Megan's run-on monologue about her desire to have at least ten of my kids, my truck sputtered and died.Wondering what else could possibly go wrong in my life, I pulled the flashlight out from under the seat and went to check things out under the hood. When I found nothing wrong, I climbed back in the truck and happened to glance at the gas gage. No gas.I couldn't believe my eyes and looked three more. We used the basement shower while Mom and sis used the upstairs one.I had just finished showering and I hear someone coming down the stairs. Can't be Dad and the house was all locked up. Just then sis turns the corner, sees me naked just starting to dry myself off. She found Dad asleep and came looking for me. She apologizes and starts to leave. I say "Nothing you haven't seen before". Then to my surprise, sis turned around and we started chatting. Sis came to see Dad as it had been a few.