. . um . . . I think we are both a little nervous right now. But . . um . . . I think we should try to work through our nervousness, don't you?" I sai... through a silly grinning, almost idiotic smile. I had to fight the urge to giggle again. "Well . . ," he began, almost whining. I'd heard that tone of voice from my own son often enough to know what was coming and even in my own current 'tizzy' I still had the presence of mind to head him off. "We are still going to do this!" I told him. .. and it almost reaches into the fog before Daniels is able to snag it behind the mound. Wow, that fog sure is coming in quick, I think they may have to halt this game." Again the camera panned, showing the fog now about to engulf the upper deck of the stadium, Kris was practically plastered to her TV screen. "NOOOOOOOOOOO! Stop it. Get out of there! Get out!" But of course nobody at the stadium heard her cries and she could only watch in horror at what followed. For as the fog reached the. She smiled ?Youare sure?? , ?Yes why not? ? I said. ?That is a goodsign? she said ? you would be surprised that some menand more you think are afraid, stopping the conversation and saying bye bye!? Next day TheFriday evening I drove to her home several km outside Marseille in the Countryside Mountains of Provence. It was a restored landhouse with stonewalls and an interior patio with a small swimming pool.?? I parked the car inside on a small yard nextto hers. She opened the door and let me. Christmas break approached and none too soon. Despite going through the hallways expecting some sort of showdown with Carmen, nothing of note happened with her during the final weeks of school. She might say hi and I would say hi back, but that was it. Brian continued his teasing and pestering, but it lessened when I started ignoring his comments. Then school was out, and it was a welcome respite from the uneasy scene.Beth and Hans visited us for a couple of weeks, arriving a few days before.