“I don’t know how you did it,” he said. “But thanks.”“You’re welcome. You only get one chance here, I hope you realize.”“Got any adv...ce?”“If my dad wants to dress you down for your behavior in the past, allow him to do it. Take it like a man and admit your mistakes. Then tell him you love Liz and you’ll never ever do anything to hurt her.”Paul nodded and pulled a slip of paper in a piece of clear plastic used for wallet photos from his pocket and showed it to me. I chuckled because written on. He put up with it -- I talked to him about it -- but I don't know if I can ... I just don't know if I want to open the box, you know?" Might be better to learn now, rather than after you two get married and have a couple of kids," Lon mused, then added, chuckling. "You'd look cute staying at home in an apron feeding a half-dozen kids while Teela chases down daddies for new ones..." Jeezus, Lon!" Rick howled."Hey, do what you want, Man," Lon papered over the image, "but if she isn't made for. .. and..." She turned her head away from him."Couldn't you learn to love me... ?"Facing him, again, she said, "Y-Yes... maybe... but we can't... well, you know... we couldn't do it... before we..." Before we get married... ?" He finished her unspoken sentence."Yes..." ... But... if we were sure... ?" How could we ever be sure?" she asked."God, Dottie! I've loved you for months... already... ever since you came to school the first day after you moved here!"His confession of love for her came. Could you help me outand wear what is in the package on the dressing table and let me knowyour comments on the fit and comfort and quality of the item. It wouldbe a great help to your mother. Thanks!" Sure, Mom!"I could hear Jim puttering around in his towel wrap. Then I heard thepackage being opened and then a, "Huh?" Mom! Are you sure you want ME to try on these things?" Yes, dear, thank you! It will be a great help to me. Get a differentperspective on things. You'll help me, won't you? Just.