He looked sad. Deirdre looked at me. I looked at her. We both had the feeling: Andrew had reached his limit. He sank into an overstuffed chair. He did...’t look at us, he looked at the floor. He didn’t talk. We had to have this out with him. He needed us to take the lead. Deirdre said, “Well Andrew, are we to assume that you just don’t want to do this anymore?” Andrew looked up. He saw us staring at him. He looked like he might cry. We’ve never seen our love so down. It was heartbreaking. He. 'Fiona leaned forwards, wrapped her arms around me and drew me into apassionate kiss. My eyes closed instinctively and I swear I could myheart pounding as her tongue snaked into my mouth. My knees almostbuckled and I felt myself surrender to her lock, stock and barrel. I hadnever felt this way before; my emotions had gone into freefall as my headbegan to spin and I almost fainted.Fiona sensed this and caught me as I began to drop."Come on baby, let's get you to bed. I think you've had enough. It made her smile and she said, ‘So, tell me more about yourself and family.’ ‘I’m thirty, never been married, no kids,’ I smiled, ‘I have a married sister and brother who keep bugging me to find the right woman and settle down. Other than that, not much to tell. Oh, I did go to college and got a degree in Business Management. I wanted it to know the rules about owning my own business.’ When I finished she asked me if I wanted to go in the water. The moon was full and the light waves were. "With all of the rods out, she primped and pulled on the curls, eveningthem out across the back of my head. Then she expertly began acomplicated and mysterious process of pinning my hair up so that thecurls began high on the back of my head and cascaded down, teasing myneck in little bouncy springs. As she pinned the hair back on top ofmy head, she reached into her drawer for some sprigs of tiny whiteflowers, saying, "These will match your pearls. They were left overfrom a bride we had in.