The next day at work, George and I were together working on an inspection job. When we were alone he spoke to me about David's invitation."I was reall... amazed last night by David McFarlane", he said. "I never dreamed that someone in his position would invite two of his lowly employees to supper at his home." David is a successful business man," I told him, "but he is not just in business to make money. He sees his responsibility as an employer as being someone who has to provide jobs for the. It HAD been heavy. She raised it up, but had to lower it. Grandpa had smiled at her, and asked, "Are you SURE you want to shoot my old hog leg? She was nervous, but determined. She nodded to him. "Yes Grandpa. I'm sure."He had smiled back at her, and had told her to lift it, and use her thumb to pull the hammer back. Then to aim, like he had shown her, and pull the trigger. She had done it all, and when it went off, she was enveloped in a dense cloud of grey smoke. It had tasted and smelled. I went back into the first theater and this time sat in about the 4th to the back near the right side as you look at the screen. That’s on the right side of the isle by the wall. I always give my perspective from this point of view for future reference, just in case you care. Back looking toward the front at the screen.So, I let my eyes adjust and moved into an empty row of seats hoping he would come and find me soon. The gay stuff went on for a lot longer than I cared to watch, but the crowd. Her head was at a weird angle, one of her breasts were hanging out of the over-sized arm hole of a tie-dyed shirt; Her short skirt was clear up above her hips and she had on one white go-go style boot. The other boot appeared to have been thrown at the TV, causing its demise. I had no idea what to do or say, and I was ready to make a run for it when Sylvia turned around and looked at me as she wrapped her arms around herself. “Welcome to my world.”“What happened?”“Oh, Mom brought some asshole.