I smiled and said no, it was my pleasure.She said I was a real saint.I acted the gentlemen and helped her get a new tire, which she preferred over get...ing a towtruck, maybe because I offered to change it for her. I called work and left a message that I'd be late because I'd gotten a flat, which was true enough.We hauled back to her car with the tire and I proceeded to change it.As I worked in the heating day, she rattled on. Apparently her husband never did things like this for her, he would. The driving rain, bumpy roads and lack of sleep all contributed to the fatigue I was beginning to feel. A mileage marker showed that Champaign was 140 miles away and, although I planned to drive straight through, a warm bed was very inviting. In another hour I would decide if I should stop and get some rest before continuing on my journey. Emergency flashers in the distance caught my attention and I slowed down to see if I could offer assistance. As I pulled in behind the stopped vehicle a. Instead she thought about it for a minute and said, "Well, you've certainly got the looks for it, honey, but wouldn't it bother you taking off your clothes in front of a crowd?" That wouldn't bother me, Mom, the only thing I'm worried about is whether I can dance well enough." .At this, her face lit up and she said: "I've been to Danny's and watched them dance. I can teach you how."She went into the living room, started the CD player, and came back into the kitchen."You mean now?" I asked. “What’s up?” she asked. “You never mentioned anything about Cheryl when we talked a few weeks ago.”“She hadn’t told me how she felt about me,” I said. “She’s fallen in love with me.”“What about you?” she asked. “Do you love her?”I smiled and nodded. “She melted our hearts. She wrote me a long letter telling me how she felt and Emma and I read it together. It was a pretty powerful letter.”“It must have been,” she said, surprised. “You just signed on for eighteen years of commitment for.