Old people. I had particularly been fascinated by an old couple who had come in. He had gotten out and walked around the car to open her door. They ki...sed after she had gotten out.Idly, with nothing better to do, I pondered them. Random thoughts. Was she his wife? Did they love each other? What secrets did they keep from each other? What lies was their relationship built on?Bastards.I hated them without knowing them.I was trying to decide where to go. What to do. I was now out of a job. I had. We would drive to the trailhead and start the climb at about 7000 feet and would climb to about 10000 feet where the trail ends. There is some evidence of an old glacier that used to occupy that mountain, along with most of the other peaks, and I wanted to show her a tarn lake and an old abandon cirque. She got all excited about our adventure and hustled into the bedroom to change and get ready to go. I took a showered, shaved and got dressed and we were off. We climbed the trail, going. I invited him to step inside while I went around the corner to change. I made sure I was perfectly aligned with the mirror, so he could watch if he so chose, before popping the buttons on my jeans and bending over slowly to remove them. Then, just in my briefs, I stepped over to the bureau and opened the bottom drawer, taking out a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and slipping them on. "Do you need a towel?" I asked reaching for one and seeing he didn't bring one with him. Maybe that was. I didn't want to go out, but I had to. Soon I was strapped in the carseat in the back. I couldn't get out. Sophy was going to drive. How isthat possible? She is only seven. "We are going to crash," I thought.Ten minutes later we were at school."Okay, princess, we're here."Chapter 3After dropping her mother off at school, Sophy drove to the local Dennys.She could see there was a group of people waiting for a table at thepacked restaurant. There she found her friends. All her friends.