I sat at my kitchen table and watched in awe, as he chopped, diced and whatever else you did to make pasta. I wondered if he knew I couldn’t boil wa...er and if it wasn’t for my microwave, I might starve. He informed me the red sauce was his grandmother’s and all he needed was to warm it up. When he put the pasta on, he told me he had a secret way of knowing when it was cooked. He came over to me up close and looked me in the eye, next, he took my chin in his hand. He lifted my face to his then. Some kind soul had taken a pictureof the newlyweds in the Roman amphitheatre, and they looked as happy ascould be. There were a few more photos of my father when they returnedhome, doing things that newlywed husbands did. He and my mother fixed upthe unoccupied wing of the Manor House, and moved in. It was in aseparate part of the building from his old rooms and my grandfather."Richard mostly kept busy taking over the family's business interests,"Fred said, getting up to refill his drink. I. The school day ended at the sound of the final bell Ranma and Akane along with sone of their friends decided to go to Ukyo's for a snack, "So you think Ucchan is open yet?" Ranma asked walking along side Akane on top of the chain link fence, "Sure she is, look there's a line forming already" Akane replied walking into a run and Ranma following closely.The closer they got to Ukyo's Okonomiyaki Restaurant they could see the line of people not only forming a line but fighting to get closer to the. She was wearing black leggings and a white t-shirt. Mom thought it was innocent yet sexy but everyone knew the ad focused on the amazing curve of her ass. I always wondered how many men jerked off to her image. I know I did.Anyway, getting back to Carlos, he's a piece of shit and he has a reputation for being a badass; people only respect him out of fear. I don't blame them. He's done it all: drive-bys, robberies, gang fights—you name it. But what makes him even more of a low life is what he.