You know, it's like, one dayyou're a little girl, almost just like a little boy except for theclothes. Then, out of the blue, you start gaining weight...in funnyplaces, your period starts, you get pimples and greasy hair and youfeel so ugly that you can't even look at yourself in the mirror. Then,one day, you wake up and you feel pretty, so you dress up a little andgo out and, without any warning, a boy - or a boy's mother - suddenlystarts looking at you differently. Like you're breading stock. "Jean came up to the old racer with her canteen and started strapping it into a holder on the front face of the driver’s seat at the floor. "I was prepared to stay for a three day weekend!" she said looking at him slyly.He got in the passenger's side and fastened the harness. She got in the driver's seat and did the same. She punched a button on her keychain and the garage door started rolling up. She inserted the key into the ignition and turned it to the ON position. When the door was. . you know Doreen, in her sixties,” John added, carefully negotiating a roundabout, the wrong way but the right way in France. “Salt of the earth that one, mind you Charles does well too, they’re a smashing couple. Does she remind you of Jilly Cooper?” Nick glanced questioning his dad. “Course not, you’re too young. Famous author, funny raunchy stories, The Rutshire Chronicles heh heh! Your dear mum loved her stuff and I read one or two, anyway her straw blonde thatch of hair and the gap tooth. Last night, you, your body, shit. Um, it was exactly what I needed. Like you healed me. Like your body healed me a little, I guess." He hesitated, Brandon appeared in the doorway. Kristen turned to see him too and she smiled. He always does make her heart smile when he is near. And after last night, the way they had reconnected, reassured. Nothing could get between them. Amazing. "I've already had my morning nookie but do I get to watch?" he said nonchalantly leaning on the door jam and sipping.