Williams. I'm Peter Palmer-Harrison, as you've no doubt guessed. I owe you a profound apology." I don't think so, sir," I said, "I don't blame you a b...t for being suspicious." Humph. Well. May I introduce my wife, Alexandra?"She held out her hand. When I took it, her clasp was firm, her hand warm."Mr. Williams, I thank you. We've missed our daughter terribly and you've restored her to us." Would you like to call me Bill?" I looked questioningly at them. "I haven't used my given name since .... . 'BUUUURRRRPPP!' and daintily patted her lips with her hankie."Lou ... magnificent ... you still got it. Hey ... Antonio ... you Lou's kid?" Yes, Mrs. Austin." Who's your ma?" Thelma, Mrs. Austin," Tony said it proudly."Thelma? Lou ... you married Thelma Whitaker? You finally made an honest woman outta Thel?"Grannie was in full spate. The stories she told ... never in my wildest dreams did I think to see old Italian mobsters blush ... but Grans did it. They call it the roaring Twenties ... in. I held up my finger in a wait-a-second sign and dove into our closet. Surprisingly, I quickly found the old pair of pale gray – with a touch of blue – sweatpants that I had remembered, pulled them out of the drawer and took them to Liya.“I don’t know why I didn’t take these to Second Chance Wear when I cleaned out my ... our closet. Could you cut these off and make them look like I didn’t just rummage through my drawer and find an old pair of sweatpants?”There was much chuckling, with Liya. " A horrified ' Bud' received a powerful fist in his mouth & wentdown. Kelly laughed & strolled over & kicked him in the side with her highheeled boots. Then with her arm through Bert's she laughed & went out todinner. "I can't wait until after dinner. " she said suggestively touchinghim. " Me either, my beautiful Kelly! " he said, looking at the gorgeouscreature before him.'Al' was miserable. But the person who used to be Marci Darci, bankpresident, was growing used to that. What really.