“Come on, girl, we’ll be late!”I hustled over. Master bounded up the stairs into the plane as if it were the most natural thing in the world, wh...le I climbed them with some trembling. I know my heart was pounding.I ducked my head and looked inside. Hans was already buckling his seat belt. I stared at the caramel-colored leather seats, and the plush interior. “Get in, we’ve got to get moving!” He pointed to a seat across the aisle from him.I hustled over, sat down gingerly, then fastened the. Do you entertain much?“Count with me”, I begin. You know what’s coming. You nod.Even though you’ve played this dumb-ass game a hundred times, the odd position; the atypical use of this everyday furniture has knocked your balance, and with it your certainty. You’re still mentally, futilely trying to calculate the odds of you falling off the chair, when the first, hard blow lands across your buttocks.The blow isn’t that hard. Hard enough to elicit your first, grateful gasp. But your centre of. They were supportive when I divorced and then Matt died.” We will have lunch shortly or you can take me out. I know they were just planning sandwiches. I would like to go to the candlelight service tonight with you.”“Lois, let’s go out. We can return here or go to my condo after lunch. I would like to go to the candlelight service with you.”She smiled. “Okay, let’s go.” We stood and she turned off the TV. As we left, she told her parents she was going to lunch with me and then the candlelight. Week before Christmas, everyone in the family went Christmas Shopping to Bronners in Frankenmuth, Michigan, which was about 180 miles from us. This place is the largest place in the world that is Christmas 362 days a year.Three of us didn't go; it was the twins and I. I had to work at the store for a while and the twins didn't want to go.When I got home from the store, as I headed to my bedroom to change cloths, I heard noises coming from the twins' bedroom. Their door was open, and I heard.
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