It was a phrase she'd oftentimes reminded herself in her younger days, usually before some kind of sexual adventure. With it came the usual response. ...Hey, in 20 years who's going to care!"With a sly smile on her face, Cathy stepped back into the workroom where a patient Glen hadn't even moved from the chair in front of the computer.She pulled another chair from the other side of the room and rolled it over next to Glen. The more she thought about it, the more right this seemed. It wasn't just. “Oh, yes! That sounds great, even now.”“Yeah, to me too. I’ll brew some of my good Columbian.”While she was gone I slumped into complete relaxation, breathed deeply, and let out a long, meaningful sigh of contentment. It had been a long time — well before my arrival in Frederick — since I’d last made love to a woman. If I had known back at the beginning of June that the first time I broke the drought would be with my almost fifty-year-old landlady, I’d have assumed that my life must not be. Gaeldess held her breath, hoping the woodcutter would keep his mouth shut."Where did she go?" Maalik demanded, looking up at the much taller man."Who?" the woodcutter asked, looking down at the small, but ugly little troll."The little fairy Gaeldess," he responded, jumping up on a handy tree stump so he can address the man better. "That little troublemaker has to be here somewhere. I was right behind her." I haven't seen any fairies, " Taren said, feeling the slight tickle of the fairy's wings. ."Brandon slammed the phone on its cradle, then went to his bedroom tosulk.------------------------------------------------------------------------------It wasn't long before Brandon heard his father moving about in thehallway. Stepping out, he saw Dad looking into a mirror, hurriedlyfixing a tie around his neck. He spotted Brandon from the corner of hiseye."Hi there, sport," he said. "Look...something's come up. I've got to beat this conference in thirty minutes, and I don't have time to call.