He waved a hand as if it was nothing.Worried, Eddie asked, "Shouldn't we get back to the house?" No. Momma Ling, Momma Claire, and my security are the...e. Let them take care of it," William answered."You're sure that they can handle it?" Eddie asked."Quite sure," William said tossing his cigarette into the fire. He turned and rummaged through his pack. He pulled out a plastic bag and asked, "Would you like to toast a marshmallow or two?" Sure," Eddie said surprised to see the bag of. Had purchased the 1,400 square-foot home back in 1968.Uncle Fred won the round. Travis made an excuse to leave the table. He went back in the house. He could hear his wife, mother-in-law, and her aunt talking in living room. He walked up the stairs and entered the lavatory. The five-foot-ten, ox of a man sat down to take a shit in the dark. The door knob rattled. “Occupied,” he grunted.“Sorry,” came the subtle voice of Shakeia.“You’re good,” Travis yelled. “Hang on. I’m almost done.”Travis. Both girls instantly felt a twinge of impending loss. Only then did they realized how wonderful for them both it had been to have Paula with them. Ever since the Sloans had returned to the States, the three had shared a single bed. Whenever one of them had a problem — usually a knotty programming problem — Paula comforted her at night in her arms and usually quietly suggested an approach to the problem’s solution.Temporizing, Maria asked, “Test scores? What test scores?”“The civil service test. Vibrant. Alive. My heartstrings are attuned with a celestial harp. My universe is no longer composed of silent melodies. The strumming in my soul is powerful, strident, and evocative of my youth.Blessed be the ethereal beings who beget you for me. Transcendent, immortal, assured, I bathe in your spirit and I am reborn.”oo00ooI crafted those words in my diary the evening of the day I first saw you. It was a Friday business meeting; November in Minneapolis. We connected the moment our eyes met..