Dee peered at the list. She gave Cher a little shrug. Cher was always trying to be the match maker, and Dee had to admit that sometimes it worked out....“Cher…Cher?…could you possibly join the rest of us and hazard a guess as to the answer to this problem?” Her chemistry teacher was asking, in her best I-know-you-weren’t-listening-to-me voice. “Uhhh….,” Cher knew she was in for a lecture as to her lack of attention in class leading to her subse-. "Actually, Mike" she started, raising her hand. "I just got engaged two weeks ago. See" She said flashing her ring hand in my face.The disappointment must have showed in my face. I had always liked Gloria. She was a lot of fun to be with and a very sensual woman in bed. I don't think that there was anything that we hadn't attempted to do at one time or another. Whoever she was going to marry was going to be a very happy guy."Well, baby! I guess congratulations are in order! As much as I wish. If I was devoting so much time to a mysterious goal, I'd want to know about it too. Her questioning is sometimes subtle, sometimes blunt, but always unpredictable.Sometimes, I can see her frustration creeping around the edges. She likes puzzles and mysteries, but not ones like this. It can't be good; keep a secret for long enough, and it can poison a friendship. At times, I'm tempted to tell her everything, to have it all out in the open. But when I open my mouth, I hesitate. I already know how. The cons were impulsed to show muscle, to try to impress Lilly who obviously didn’t care. They were such poor workers. You could tell the son was frustrated with his block-heads and he would sometimes set the hand throttle so he could jump out of the driver’s seat and try to catch the crew up on stacked bales with one eye kept on the truck’s path down the field. You could hear him yelling at them to get to work. “Those hands aren’t interested in you; fuckin’ A, get to work!!”My young ego was.