.., a friendly face in all this madness.’ Hermione’s eyes began to glaze over with tears as she looked at Dean with deep sympathy. ‘I know how y...u feel Dean,’ said Hermione softly as she began to stroke Dean’s dark, short, densely curled hair, ‘Luckily I’ve had Harry here always with me, if we had Ron t.....’ Hermione stopped as the mention of Ron caused her even more sadness. For a while, the two of them sat in silence as they stroked each other’s hands. ‘I’ve too missed a friendly face Dean,’. Seated in the back of the church,I could indulge in observing the proceedings without fear of being noticed.Both mother and daughter were radiant, glowing with an inner feminine blissthat made my heart ache. I was as happy for them as I've ever been foranybody in my entire life - and so miserable that I wanted to die.I left, in tears, halfway through the service. After that, I never saw Lindaagain; she passed away in 1995.I'm sorry - I get this way sometimes. I'm ok now. What where we. Still holding me I then placed my arms around Amy to give her a reassuring hug and to say that I was cool with this being our little secret. Amy then came back in to give me another peck but this time on the lips:?Sorry George, maybe I shouldn’t have done that,? Amy took a step back.?It’s okay with me,? I replied and I give Amy a little kiss back.This time the little kiss turned into a little bit more and while no tongues engaged, we did stand there kissing:?The dress does make you hot,? Amy. Boston was her first target. A wire to Finn’s cousin Robert Finnegan had told her Benito Vercelli had entered the country through Boston Harbor, and it washer guess that’s how he’d leave. Boston was magnificent. There seemed to be as many people in the crowded, dirty city as there were in all of California, if not more. Garbage lay in streets, buildings were slammed together, but the city had a sense of life to it that amazed her. She found herself stopping constantly, gawking like a country.