"Dayum." It's funny," I said as I started packing the bowl. "I'm totally not a weed snob, it's just I happen to know a guy who gets some motherfucking...righteous bud. Why don't you grab a couple more beers and toss another log on the fire. That plus this, at this juncture, we'll have a fun forty minutes, and then pillows will sound like the most perfect answer to any question."My prediction proved pretty accurate. Sharon took the first puff while I watched, taking a first sip. She sealed a smile. Maria told me last night that she had taken a liking to you at her birthday party. She asked me last night all about us and I told her." Everything." I said."Everything, well just about," you replied. "But even I wasn't sure how far she wanted to go. Well, not until I came back in the living room and saw you both. But don't take it that I'm going to share you with anybody. That was strictly a one off. Ok." Understood," I replied "But wow, what a night. I think you enjoyed it as much as I. Patting the ground next to her, Helen offered the spare space to Adrian, who accepted with a grin. Almost instinctively, he pulled her to his side, letting her lean her head on his chest, cradling her close, trying to convince himself that friends did this and didn’t kiss, or even fantasise about kissing… Helen meanwhile was too tired to battle the thoughts crossing her mind. In her mind they were still laid where they were, but they were entwined as lovers, kissing, touching and generally. When we came back late Saturday afternoon we did a repeat performance for our parents at the house. The Mobley's came over for dinner and Brad and I showed off our trophies and did the reading. When we finished the last line of the poem that dealt with the loss of a baby, both our moms had tears in their eyes and were grabbing tissues out of the box Mom kept on the coffee table. Afterwards, we played Canasta until around eleven when Mom declared that Dad needed his rest. He wasn't happy with.