And some burger for Murray and a saucer of ‘beer.”“Murray want fries?”“I’ll share.”“Ernie!”“What?”“Wendy and side and a half o... fries,” shouted Frank.When I order fries and say I’ll share with Murray ... I get a side and a half ... or Murray gets ‘em all and I don’t get to eat any of ‘em. So ... when there’s an order for 1.5 order of fries the cook knows I’m feeding my cat.“Half a pound for Murray,” said Ernie. “Hi Tyche.”“Hi Ernie.”“I hear you saved the town from the communists this morning,”. Okay?" That sounds like good advice, thanks." I wasn't sure what I thought of the implication that Julia and I would still be together when we were that old, but I was smart enough to see that acting on the assumption was a good way to behave."Different dates can have different purposes, but if you treat this date as if its purpose is to create fond memories, you'll do fine. Don't overdo it, don't try to make every action something major, just talk and be yourself most of the time. But use that. It had been quite a day for her. Sierra strolled back to her office, ready to go off to check on Harry. She’d not forgotten him during the mining story crisis – she’d called Jenni to attend to him, advising Jenni to buy a face mask. ‘You mean, you don’t mind.’ ‘Of course not, we can share him.’ ‘Do you mean…’ ‘No, not that kind of sharing you sly vixen, keep you mind off your pussy.’ ‘Sierra!’ ‘Bye, must dash – and thanks, Nurse Jenni.’ Harry was deeply asleep and so Sierra let him be and went. “What…” I started to ask, but she put a finger to her lips. “Let’s play a little pretend game,” she whispered hoarsely while she climbed across the bed. “Lift your head.” I did, and she wrapped what I now recognized as a silk scarf around my head. The world grew dark and my pulse sped up when she tied it tightly behind my head. “There,” she whispered, “now you can pretend I’m your stepmom.” I took in a deep breath, trying to find words for the mixed feelings that were surging through me, when a.