’There’s silence for a minute or two as we watch the displays.‘Robert?’‘Yes.’‘I’ve had a thought. Would you pretend to be Grandad?’I...suddenly lose interest in the fireworks. ‘Wow, great idea.’You pull away from me and start to dance up and down with excitement. ‘Cool. Can I wear my school uniform? He never took his eyes of me when I was in uniform. I think it was his favourite.’ You giggle. ‘And you must change into your pjs.’‘OK, but why? Grandad always wore a suit.’‘Not always.’ You blush. ‘I. .. Owww!”“Oh yes, you shall. Pigtails are as useful as reins. Now, let’s get you over to the table ... Bend over.”“No. Ow!”“Now that you’ve nicely bent over ... say, that grip on your arm doesn’t hurt, does it?”“Yes, it hurts.”“‘Yes, it hurts’ who?”“Yes, it hurts, sir.”“That’s nice. It’s supposed to hurt. Now that you’ve nicely bent over. let’s just clear the field ... No panties.”“Knickers.”“That’s right. Although you’re wearing neither panties nor knickers. So, it’s equally correct to say. For the next couple of days, it was all I could think about, and finally the day came. It was Thursday evening, and I was pacing around the house like an expectant father. Then a knock came at the door. It was Andy. “Hi Andy. How are you?” “Nervous but ready.” “I’ll get Andrea,” I said. Andrea was wearing a red teddy under a black see-through gown, and she looked utterly fantastic. I led her from the bedroom to the living room where Andy was. Elena's brother Rico was born with the name Ricardo, and their parents had always used the full name at home with him, yet when they moved to Florida, Elena told him she visioned (as she called it) him being called Rico in high school, where he became a star athlete, and he did.This prediction was made when she was ten and Rico was twelve.Florida suited the family well. The parents had a mistaken sense of security because they felt sure Elena could predict something as huge as a hurricane, and.