"If you think you can do it, then ... okay," Fiona said hesitantly.That brought a big smile from both Tina and Phil, along with a high five."Thanks, M...m. Thanks, Dad." In a flash, she and Phil were gone."What do you suppose that was about?" I asked innocently.Fiona looked at me with mild distain. "Boy, are men ever dumb," she said, shaking her head.Over the next two months, I saw Tina and Phil with their heads in her books, studying together. That was something new for Phil, who regularly. Greg noticed this immediately.“What’s wrong Syl?” he asked and tried to dry her tears.“Kiss her, that’s what she needs,” I told him, and could see his confusion at my words. “She loves you!” I added.“What?”“Just kiss her. She’s loved you since the day you met in college,” I told him, but Greg didn’t get a chance to kiss her, as Sylvia stood on her tiptoes again and gave him a kiss that would have knocked out a lesser man, or one who wasn’t a Senior Master, anyway. Greg did eventually manage to. ‘Thank you,’ again, even though he looked at her — his eyes never quite met hers. He ate down his breakfast as fast as he could — without showing ill manners. And the cup of tea washed it down nicely. He glanced at his watch as he stood up. ‘I should be going now,’ he murmured apologetically. Miranda followed him to the front door. ‘I hope that you find your father feeling better today… Marcus.’ He turned as she said his name. ‘Thank you… and thank you again for all that you did… and for last. If they have a large inventory in a warehouse somewhere they'll use that up before they order any more and, when they do order, it's far less than before. That means they won't have as much product delivered. Care to guess who are the next folks to start getting cut back, laid off and maybe let go?"Being a pretty sharp young man and to prove to his Dad that he had been listening Billy answered, "The delivery companies?" Good man! Again, you're absolutely right but not completely. Not only do.