On nights when there were guests, or when Mr. Parsons was at home, we dressed up for dinner. Nothing fancy, but a nice shirt and pants, with dress sho...s, for me. Mr. Parsons often wore a suit at dinner. Mrs. Parsons always wore one of her long dresses. She had to have at least thirty of them, all pretty much in the same style. Bea said that she had them made for her by a seamstress. She also told me that Mr. Parsons disliked her wearing that style of dress. He told Bea that it was yet another. He was remembering running down a narrow alley when a voice called him back to the present, "Dave, I am Dr. Clarke. Can you tell me if you feel any pain, and where?"Dave looked at the man in the white coat who was now standing on Dave's right side marking on a clip board. Dave replied groggily, "If I move my upper body, I feel pain in my shoulder." Dave tried to move his legs but again felt pain. He added, "It hurts when I try to move my legs, too. And there's something holding down my left. ”Caitlyn had answered, “Wait a minute you got the book worm into your bed?I am stunned. I was afraid he was going to die before he got laid.This is too cool, I’m happy for both of you.”Megan laughed and said, “To tell you the truth Caitlyn, I’m happy for both of us too!He has my heart and I do love your brother terribly.”Andrew had barely heard Megan’s last comments as he moved quickly away from the door and a warm flush suddenly moved up his neck and to his face.He wasn’t sure he would ever be. Her first candidate was a retired military man who kept to himself and didn’t drink in the local pub and raised veggies in his back yard garden. She walked up to his front door and knocked. He answered the door and she put the love hex on him before he could even open his mouth to speak. She had decided that was the best way to vet the men because her primary interest was in testing their male equipment and libidos above all else. She knew her sister would hex whoever she selected as a matter.