It was green," I said. The silence that followed was so thick that it could have been cut with a chainsaw."As you say. It was green. And you know that...because... ?" I'm the one who got them out of the car." Thank you." No. Don't thank me. I don't do it for gratitude. I don't do it for any kind of reward." Then why?" Because I can. It's as simple as that. I believe in doing what you can to help. I can, so I do. That's all. I don't want publicity. I certainly don't want fame. I learned very early. "Much as I'd like bed, lover, I think I'd better eat first. If we make love, I'll be asleep until morning, and then hungry as hell when I wake up." She busied herself flipping through the catalog. "Tell me about Asia," she invited."Good. I've got mushrooms and wine, I'll make that German Hunter's Chicken with Spätzle, okay? You get some wine going."Lenore nodded, pulling the old clunky fridge open, and found the wine the Gunny had put in before he'd left. Balancing the catalog on the counter. " Welcome aboard Mrs. Thomas." This time she nearly collapsed and I had to hold her up. She then said "But I haven't got anything to wear." I said "Janet and Kimberly make quite a team sneaking around your house like they did. Your clothes and goodies are all packed in your bags on the cart." Oh, Greg," she said "How can I ever thank you enough for all this?" I like simple answers so I merely said "Grace, you already did when you said 'I do'." She then grabbed me in a bear hug planting a kiss. But ... I don’t even understand my reactions myself; I can’t explain why I am so scared of letting myself fall in love with you, even though inside, that’s what I really want. Can you give me time to work things out? We can talk about it all Sunday evening, I promise.”“That’s ok, Lori,” I replied, putting my arm around her. “No pressure, just whenever you feel comfortable. How about you tell me more about growing up in the States?”“Well, there’s not a lot to tell, most of the time we were on.