I'll be honest, at first she kinda annoyed me. Definitely the preachy type, though that might have had to do with the fact that her father was a pasto... of one of our local churches.I don't really remember how it happened, but Summer ended up falling in with my crowd in school. See, I wasn't part of any one real clique. I was more that weird puzzle piece that somehow brought and held a bunch of different groups of people together. I always found that to be a little ironic since I'm such an. It looked like three or four people but we were trying to make sure we knew exactly how many before we made ourselves known. They seemed to know what they were doing, as only one would move at a time while the others watched. They had circled the warehouse twice before stopping at the main entrance.We had carefully moved closer and were able to see that it was two men and two women. Each was armed with a rifle and appeared to have a holstered pistol too. One of the men was at the door working. The whole evening had unveiled a serious side of Shay I'd not really seen before. When our eyes met, she smiled."You are a pretty impressive conversationalist, Brody," she said. "I could tell my dad was really impressed with you." What can I say? I'm just a stud."I expected a teasing retort, but she just continued to smile. "Yes, you are." Then she leaned over again and we kissed. This wasn't just a teasing kiss like we'd had all evening. It got deeper and hotter and more passionate. After what. I have given him free access to my laundry room to wash his clothes, help tidy up his house and bake treats I know he will like. This is a very symbiotic relationship for us, bringing happiness and ease to both of our lives. It just works for us. I care for Charlie greatly and love him dearly. I wish only the best for him and a lifetime of happiness. I truly hope he finds a wife that makes him smile every day and smile even more at night! I know he wishes the same for me as well. We can joke.