My mother looked shocked but suddenly she continued as if nothing serious had happened, “Am I still attractive a 50 year old fat old woman?” She l...ughed. But my mother always used to be all ears for a word of praise, I knew. “Yes Maa. You are the most beautiful and attractive woman I have ever seen. You look damn sensuous in low sarees.” I looked straight into my mother’s brown eyes. Her eyes glow with an unfamiliar tint. She flashed an inviting smile, “You have certainly grown up ow you like. He looked to be about 40, with a square jaw and dark hair going gray at the temples. He had bright green eyes that would probably tempt most women."Ok, ma'am. You know how this works?" I asked, and she nodded. "Good. Give me two weeks tops, and I'll have the evidence you need. For those two weeks, I charge $5000 dollars. Is that acceptable to you?" Yes, and half up front, correct?" She asked."Do you have your own account that your husband doesn't know of, or have access to, in order to check. “What’s on your mind?”“I guess I’ve been a little preoccupied,” Wayne answered glancing down at his carving again. His uncle noticed and looked over his shoulder. He lifted the chain and star from Wayne’s hand and turned it over carefully to read the engraving.“I see,” he breathed. “I was right. You’re being initiated into the mysteries.” Wayne assumed that his uncle meant he was in love and sighed.“Yeah, I guess you could say so.”“This isn’t your namesign, is it?” his uncle asked.“No. It’s. On the Wednesday Ben completed the settlements for both properties. Technically they were now owned by Helena and Suzanne. Suzanne agreed for Mrs Jones to stay in the house until they departed for her cruise Wednesday week. They would go up on the weekend to help her pack and box up any items she would like in the nursing home, like books, pictures, photographs etc.Ben called around to Helena and gave her the keys for the unit together with an envelope saying, that it must be opened in the unit.