I could read the rejection register in Andy's eyes however. As nicely as I had phrased it, a rejection was a rejection, and now Andrea was faced with ...he prospect of going home to a house that was quite empty except for memories, many of which were of promise that would never materialize. I had no interest in discussing the issue, and turned to go back to the living room.Kim handed me my daughter, and suddenly everything was right again with the world. There I sat, surrounded my sons and by all. "So theycan pick and choose, and they'll only work for a sponsor if they thinkthey have a hope of winning things with her."I got the second bottle open and we didn't let the iniquity andunfairness of Harriet trying to buy herself a place in the EnglandWomen's team spoil our evening.* * *The next few days were the best of my life; I had found the woman withwhom I would spend the rest of my life.It was mid-August. It was holiday time and our client workload waslight. The weather was perfect. . He was waking up a half hour earlier now, hopping out of bed at five-thirty to check over his goats and put them out to pasture. The morning inspection was an important part of raising angoras, because of them not being the hardiest of animals.Checking the Angoras for signs of skin problems was especially important, because their fleeces were thick and matted, making them susceptible to parasites and biting insects. The goats required a bi-weekly dip in a Malathion solution to control. "You must've had other nights like that. Several, I bet."Her eyes sparkled flirtatiously. Laura could never tell from one moment to the next whether Tamara was flirting or rejecting her. Of course, she resigned herself, it had been that way from the start. Never a dull moment.She shook her head. Why not? What was another lie? "Not really. I'm sure you know you're a very special girl. Very beautiful."Tamara loved being told she was beautiful. She turned back to Laura. "Thank you. But.