” She paused, let another deep breath fill her lungs, balancing if Michael should hear her next confession, let alone if she was ready to share it w...th him, but she did so anyway: “I have to admit that – happy as I was for you to see you with Christina – I was a bit jealous of her, and a bit sad as well. Seeing you so in love with her showed me we'd probably never end what we started with our little incident. A part of me still wanted not just to have a lick at, but also to devour the forbidden. About mid-afternoon, I took the chair out to our workshop in the back yard, knocked it apart some, cleaned the dried glue out of the holes, reglued it, and started putting it back together. That’s where Gianna found me.“Here, hold this together,” I said. “I want to put a strap clamp around the legs, tighten it, and then let it sit overnight. I’ve already stripped it and after I reglue it I’m going to put a couple of coats of polyurethane on it. It’ll be good for another hundred years.”She held. ’’ I felt my brain was gonna blow out of my head and I could feel blood under my face but she continued ’’..but he is an idiot of sorts and can’t even see something obvious. I have been dropping hints that I am interested from years and the idiot still can’t see it’’ I was practically abusing the guy in my head and said ’’ha, what kind of fool is he to not even notice something like this in years.’’ To this she smiled again and said ’’Exactly, I can’t believe such fool exists. I mean in. ..?" She read my dress to me from the phone book. I told her I did. "Then I'll be there at 8:00 sharp." There was a short pause after which she added, "Let me give you my phone number in case you need to reach me." I said sure and she did. Ten minutes later, showered and dressed in a fresh pair of shorts, the haze was totally gone and I felt much better. I was working on my third glass of water when I heard the doorbell ringing. It was Mrs. Watkins. As if she'd never stopped being a.