”“And we are off and running,” I thought in my head. We had been working at Ella’s place for a week now, a total interior paint and paper job ...nd every morning at precisely 9:45 AM and every afternoon at 2:15 PM she held court in one room or another and would launch into stories of the good old days. I had trouble keeping up because I knew nothing of the 1930’s entertainers, but Sam was a jazz nut and knew every name she dropped.We guessed she must have been 85 at the time we were working there. "Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, and head from my room. Reaching for the light, it flips off a moment before I hit the switch. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles, recalling me to breakfast."Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl. I just give him a look, in response. He knows I can't abide watching the news. "I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you being such a dork and. Or you can get to know what really turns them on.However, another way to have fun with this is to have them tell you a sorted, but true, tale from the past while they are texting you as I take care of things myself on the other end of these stories. Or, you can even give them a “homework” assignment of sorts and ask them to send you an email containing one of these stories for when you get home so you can handle things yourself while thinking about her within the story line of what she has sent. I tugged my shirt up, and rose, dusting myself off.When I turned around Chris was just standing there staring at me from the back."You wanna get a puppy, something cold to drink and go rest in the slap shack?" He asked softly.Nodding, I struggled to keep up as he headed towards the house for drinks. I waited outside for him, trying to figure out which puppy I wanted to take with me to the out building.Starting to feel excited at the chance to get to lay down with the puppies on the soft bed, I.