No more than that.”“Thanks again, Dad.”I’d tell the team tomorrow. I could tell Melanie since we had our tutoring session on Wednesday.The tea... loved the idea. They knew we had an indoor pool and a pool table. After school, I walked up to the High School to meet Melanie. I told her about the party and she said she would be there. We got to her house and sat down to study. I was getting pretty good at the flashcards. Today she started with translations. I breezed through them. She was happy. “Don’t you laugh at me, you are getting your holes filled everyday from that boyfriend of yours.”“Well, it’s high time you got yourself one, don’t you think?” “Screw you.”We moved to the next classroom and we got there just in time. I picked a place in the back and sat down. Only this time Mark sat next to me. `Oh shit.` – I thought, I think he heard me in the hallway.The teacher entered and the class started, we had English lit. The teacher wasn’t at all strict so you could basically do. I was still angry, but I couldn't pin down exactly what or who I was angry with. Joyce? Her stupid employer who thought up that encounter session? Ransid Bagashit or whatever that Swami's name was? Claire LaPointe? Ontario Divorce Law? The answer was probably all of the above.I didn't really have a destination in mind other than the Coast, so I just kept driving. When I got there, I toured around Vancouver and the general area and while it was nice, it was just another big city in a spectacular. Before long they had got to a point where each knew that the other was being totally honest with her.Essie asked her about the closeness that she was seeing among the family, and told her that Bruce and her had talked several times since he had been visiting. He had mentioned that they were as close as their own family. She had related about how her an Bruce had shared a room all their lives, discovering each others bodies, and learning to make a partner happy. Cathy related about the first.