Happy Reading!“What are you thinking, Mom?” I asked my mother, five days later, seeing her lost in deep thoughts.“It’s nothing,” she replied...with a sly sheepish smile.Kartik: Tell me, Mom.Kavita: I was just thinking about my birthday before the year you were born.Kartik: What about it, Mom?Kavita: Nothing. HeheheKartik: Tell me, Mom. Please!Kavita: I was thinking about the gift I received that day.Kartik: What gift?Kavita: A gift similar to what my son gave me this year.Kartik: Excuse. Wonderful. How was I going to look at this kid in science class with a straight face again? And then it dawned on me. I didn't have to wait for science class to teach. I would deal with this directly and immediately."Maja. C'mon down girl." I hollered up the stairs in an even voice, like I was calling her to dinner. Then to Elsa, "How long until dinner?" About five minutes, why? What's on your mind?" I raised my eyebrows, smiled a bit and then got serious.Maja came down the stairs with some. "You give me reason to live!"When I started noticing my surroundings again, a dozen or so men were all saying the obvious: We need women up here. Well, yeah. Duh. I'd dealt with that all my married life. Anywhere we went, the men wanted their own Diana.Guys drooling in Diana's general direction weren't a serious problem in Norfolk or Bremerton, or even Kings Bay or Groton, because anyone who wanted could go off-base and conduct their own talent search in their free time. Here, though, that. She was teasing him, he realised that, and he said so, she grinned, then opened the next album. As she turned the first few pages, they covered the honeymoon in Tenby, all one-piece swimsuits on the sand, and sundresses on the prom by the boatyard. Still not what he hoped to see, the next few were this house, back then, out back on the lawn, soon after moving in she said. Again swimsuits, interesting but intriguing, his dad being present they having been taken by some third party. June.