” Of course I had no qualms about her staying. I love my sister dearly and anything that I can do to help her is my pleasure. “Of course,” I tol... her. “I’ll make up the spare room. You can stay as long as it takes to get back on your feet.”In roughly 5 hours I heard the doorbell ring. She was lovely despite the fact that she had clearly been crying. Her six-year-old son, Bantu, in tow, she made her way into the house and gave me a long, tight hug. I held her in my arms and gently stroked her. At first I had to get used to a slightly different type of police car than I had used on the foam car track. This one was more powerful, but also felt so heavy that I was sure I was driving a brick. We were out on a different road track that they told me was a fifteen mile loop. On both sides of the road was no less than one hundred yards of specially designed ground to stop runaway vehicles quickly that were coming in at speeds up to one hundred and fifty. None of the cars used out here on. My waist had gotten smaller and my skin was softer and my body hair was thinner. I just figured that with the diet and vitamins that it was just a nice side effect. My wife had convinced me to let my hair grow and in the sales position I held it did not matter. I was reluctant when she wanted to have both my ears pierced. One had always been pierced since I was a teenager. Now it was both. My wife set up a much deserved vacation for us. It was going to be a month long. If we needed and desired. "You aren't going to be at the party?"She smiled at me as she said, "Zoe informed me that fifteen-years-old is almost an adult, and also reminded me how responsible she has been this year. She already has my gift, and I have promised to stay out of your way tonight, as part of that gift."There was an interesting look that passed between mother and daughter, which I couldn't read. Still, this would be the first 'parent free' party that I had ever attended, and I was kind of excited. Zoe's mom.