She lived in the same suburb as us that was a gentle 15 minute ride away from college. I was there in less than ten. I hurriedly took the bike and hit...it from view in the back garden and knocked on the back door. She opened the door in her dressing gown and stepped aside to let me in, closing the door behind me and locking it. A promising sign that she doesn't want any sudden interruptions I thought. I went to hold her and kiss her but she pushed me away "in the lounge Sam". I led the way in. They'll think they're stronger than you and on this planet that means they'll think they get to be in charge and make all the decisions." On this planet?" I giggled and stuck my little pink tongue out."Yeah," Mom giggled too and we even laughed the same sometimes."There should be one where all the girls are in charge," I suggested."There should be," Mom said. "But we're all stuck here. Anyway, that's why you have to be strong, so you can teach the man you like that he isn't so big and he isn't. He has become her Angel on earth and has shown her she deserves everything she has and more. He loves her and shows her every day, He cherishes her and holds her up on a pedestal. She feels the arms of her Angel on earth enfold around her. Her Angel saved her, from the feelings of worthlessness. Her Angel made her feel whole again. Before her Angel came along, she was just a shell of a girl, the discarded little thing in the corner, alone and scared, but full of more courage then she will ever. Half the time I still can't tell the difference." I'll never confuse either Dorothy or Deborah with Danielle. I never have. Right from the start," I said."That says something right there, doesn't it?" he said. "I know I come off as a brash, loud, obnoxious, fat hillbilly. I like that reputation. I've been the master distiller for twenty-five years. Started work in the distillery right after I got out of college. Surprised I went to college? I was still-master in five years. That was when Sylvia.