" Well, she sure has that. She doesn't look her age, that's for sure." She happens to be two years older than me, to tell the truth, but she is lovely... Um, the reason I mentioned Dottie Dobson is, well, I saw you with your ... well, naked, and, let me ask you, do you find Dottie attractive?" What a question. I've already said she's hot in that little red bikini. Oh, Mom, of all your friends, well, she is certainly the best looking. She's a fox." Well, as you know, she and I are very good. The house was well on the way to being as good as new. He went back to his hotel and had dinner.It was nine o’clock when Tom rang his mobile, asking for an update on the vandalism. He told John he was going to see Susan on the next evening, Thursday. He thought she stayed at home that night, washing her hair or some such feminine activity.On Thursday night, Tom rang him again.“All sorted, I hope,” he said. “You want the story?”“Please.”“Well, I arrived at the house. Sue opened the door, very. I did find some color, but it was far short of the mother lode everybody thought was here.After two weeks of looking around, I started thinking about what I was going to do with Jake’s place. It was evident from his letter that Jake didn’t want the place sold off. I had the same feelings, but I couldn’t decide if I wanted to stay year-round, or if I would treat it like a summer cabin.I was sitting on the porch enjoying the sun and thinking about what I should do when I heard a low growl from. The room was packed. I stopped and stared as I quickly took it all in.Nicky and Randi were there, along with Jenny, Julie, Grace, Candy, and Mandy. The surprise was finding Sarah and Debbie there as well."Okay, I give," I told them without reading them. "What's going on?"It was Sarah who answered."Michael, I first want to say thank you for what you did for me this morning. You already know how confused and guilt-ridden I was. But at the time, I didn't realize how special you really are. You.