I turned to Juniper, “My brother,” I said. She nodded.“I’ll come over and get the drink orders,” she said.“Good, good,” I said.Seated, J...niper arrived ten seconds after us with her pad. I was drinking JD, but the big man opted for a pitcher of Miller Lite. I nodded for her to bring me a glass so as to be part of the party. Two minutes, maybe three, into the surprise visit I already had questions: a plane for one. He had no plane; well, he hadn’t, but he apparently did now. And I knew for a. .. and that it wouldn't matter anyway, since Martha didn't have a cell phone. She dashed to the bedroom and saw her purse on the chair that sat beside her father's bed. She clutched at it and dug frantically for the phone. Finding it, she punched the numbers that would get her June's home phone.Fran stood up. She stared at her great grandfather. Oddly the fact that he looked like he was sleeping again initially made her feel better. She naturally fell into her habit of talking to him as he. That made Owen very happy.It was about time for the game, and Owen started to duck into one of theprivate restrooms when Megan and Jennifer stopped him and pulled him intotheir locker room. He began to struggle when Megan whispered, "You are agirl, remember, and you are on our Squad. You have been good enough with us.We trust you, so come in with us and let's prepare as a squad."So Owen went into the girl's locker room and prepared. Most of them weredressed already. A few had to change their. I cooked a miserable frozen meal for dinner. It made no difference what the frozen entree said. They all tasted the same. I knew that and still fixed them for dinner at least a couple of times a week.I spent the evening trying to stay away from the cookie jars. I’m afraid I wasn’t successful at all. I still fought the good fight against the pounds. The doctor said that my hip would be a lot more painful, if I weighed more than ten pounds over my ideal weight. I did that routinely, then I had to.