"Fiona looked closely at the well-spoken young man. She wished her nieces and nephews could converse in such a refined manner instead of the jargon of...texting and slangy expressions. She estimated that she was at least 35 years older than he and was fearful he would consider her far too old for a good old-fashioned "roll in the hay"."Please call me Fiona, Captain Ramses and I will call you Ram because you look so strong and virile."The dark-skinned man in uniform seemed startled at her studied. "But it's supposed to be your mum's day.”"No." I corrected her. "It's a day she'll want to forget, but it's no longer just mum and me is it? It's Tommy, Polly and Jill from now on, remember the three musketeers?" All for one and one for all, yes you fool I remember." she giggled and kissed me lovingly."Well, that's us from now on, right?" Right boss." No bosses either you silly tart." I laughed as she gave me her impression of a salute.Mum shed a tear as well when we woke her with her breakfast. But everywhere I went this compass always pointed me to the True path. It saved my life many times, though it may look worn and battered it is only as your heart. Where you direct your heart as it will direct you. Be true to it and it as well will be true to you. I am terribly sorry that I could not see your life, my one mistake was to follow my dreams instead of helping you follow yours. I have seen your life and what it is to become, and Son, I am proud of you. Though I have not done my best. We sat like that for few minutes till her station came and then she left leaving me a lot of thoughts in my mind.The day ended and next day during my metro travel in the morning I got a message from her saying thank you for being there and helping her out. I said that’s perfectly fine and she don’t need to mention that. From now on we both started off office chats and even sometimes on phone. Since up till now I wasn’t having anything my mind thus all the dirty thoughts of getting intimate with.