"I want to hear what she has to say."He sighed. "She's saying -" Not from you; you're being pissy right now." I pointed to Marie. "You. Word for word....Marie frowned. "She said that she's very sorry that her son has taken up with such an obnoxious American. We do not discuss such things at during meals. And anyone who would call her son what you did isn't welcome in her home."I nodded. "Yeah, I figured as much. Tell her I understand that and we'll be out of here in the morning anyway, but if. She smiled, remembering. She glanced beside her. Phil was still there. His eyes were closed and his young chest rose and fell gently. He was asleep.The last thing she remembered was just lying there beneath her son, basking in the feel of their bodies so closely pressed together. Then?She wasn't sure. She must have drifted off in the total relaxation that had suffused through her body after their love making. It had been good, so wonderfully good.Again, she looked at her son. An impish urge to. Bell," I said with conviction. It seemed to perk him up a little. "Having lost my mother, and there being no relatives, I can't wait to have children that I can spoil, who will then grow up, get married, and have children just so I can spoil them. It is my sincere prayer that you and Millie never get tired of me, because I look forward to our children running to you, climbing up in your lap, and screaming, 'Grandpa! I missed you.'"Something tells me you and Millie would enjoy that, also."I'm. I want to be with you, George." That's unfortunate. I don't want to be with you. I don't think you understand honesty."First, it was Basil but you explained that."Second was last night and this morning with Ted. I saw much of it and last night was not your first time. That's not what you have given us to understand. I had told you that lies are an anathema to me. Even after hearing how important honesty is to me, you still chose to lie. You no longer need to do that because you and I will not.