”We all laughed again, then enjoyed dinner, but hearing Christy’s comment just now about ‘size doesn’t matter’ triggered those memories.Soon...we were standing in front of one of the most beautiful boats in the marina.It wasn’t the biggest boat there, but it was one of the most eye-catching.It was an Italian-made Pershing 45 and just oozed sex appeal and quality.“My God, John, that is the most beautiful boat I’ve ever seen,” remarked Beth.It was then both girls noticed the name on the boat, “Nom. She blamed my Dad and all men for this terrible tragedy.As the weeks passed, she spent more and more time in moody, withdrawnsilences and when she was persuaded to leave her bed, she would sit bythe large living room window that looked out onto our small garden. Shehad lost all zest for life and appeared to have abandoned the will tolive and shunned the outside world, refusing to see visitors, includingmy Aunts. She seldom smiled, looking forlorn, bewildered and deeplydistressed.Mum spent hours. "She gave him a wideeyed look of gratitude. Placing the tip of one finger to her lower lip in thought, she gazed at the little ones who bustled about bringing in the rest of the luncheon."I'll take that one." She pointed, seemingly at random, picking the one who had whispered the message in her ear. "Can they really talk?"King Norgan laughed. "They talk, all right, though they don't know very many words. Just enough to understand simple commands. Just tell her what you want her to do, and beat. Mac didn’t answer immediately. Then he took a deep breath, and he shrugged. “I surprised my fiancée, Louise, with red roses, and she surprised me with letting her boss fuck her ass in our bed.”“Oh, wow! That’s beyond disrespectful and shitty!” Realizing some levity was needed at the moment, she quipped, “I mean, who brings a girl red roses these days? Personally, I prefer pink.”When Mac burst out laughing, Grace felt relieved. She wasn’t trying to make light of his situation, as it sucked.