"Dad, what do you think of Shelley?" She seems to be a nice young lady. Why?" I'm going to ask her to marry me. We've talked about being together, so ... think we should make it official. What'da think Pop?" Well ... That's an important decision. Oh hell, this will piss you off but I believe you should think about this some more before you jump in with both feet. I don't want to make you mad but there's just something about Shelley that doesn't set right with your mother and me." You don't know. ”The teacher looked at Lucas’s face for a few seconds, his expression stern. After snorting in a low voice, he turned and said.“In my class, I do not tolerate any talk out of time. You can only speak when I give permission. Do you understand?”Lucas didn’t answer and just sat down. Sensing Lucas’s lack of response, the teacher, who had walked over to the board, turned again and spoke, this time out loud, almost shouting.“DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!”Lucas nodded silently in response to the words of the. He asked her about other times they’d attended the concert in the park, and the conversation drifted from there to her parents. She kept to the facts of their deaths as much as she could, but Marcus heard the loss and devastation in her voice… the pressure that she had felt in taking on the responsibilities… for Peter’s final education, keeping their home together… Marcus felt his heart constrict as he thought about how alone she must have felt… he wished so much that they could go back in time. The Bed and Breakfast complimented the ocean view as the private quaint Inn was decorated in a subtle beach style. They headed to their room and if it weren’t for will power Steve would have ravished Jennifer right there. Instead Jennifer took in the beauty of the room. There was a large balcony with a view of the ocean, soft blankets on the bed, and a large whirlpool tub in the bathroom. The piece de resistance was the huge fireplace with a crackling fire that was burning. Next to a large rug.