He had a lovely white smile that spread to his brown eyes. "Pleased to meet you Ann, thank you for taking care of Tracy for me. Would you like some te... or coffee, I was just about to make some." I accepted.We sat and chatted for a while, I managed to swing the conversation round to his personal life, all the while trying not to appear that I was prying, which of course I was. Ron, as I was told to call him, came across as fairly lonely, but not bitter after being left on his own to care for. Now the ends did meet, as if the chain had somehow extended itself. "Weird... it fits now. How does it fasten?" The question did not need to be answered, because it happened automatically when the metal connected. George shivered, feeling a little sting in the back of his neck. "Okay. It's on. Right, here's what you do to take it off," he instructed. Truth be told he was feeling a little awkward. This reminded him of all the little forays into 'girls stuff' he had endured as a child with his. "Don't be mad at me, Mandy," he said."I'm not mad," she said."Yes you are." Am not." Are too."That got a grin from her, but then she frowned."Why don't you like looking at me like this?" she asked."I do like looking at you like this," he said, exasperation creeping into his voice. "I'm just not supposed to, that's all. It's frustrating." What if Mom said it was okay?" asked Mandy."Do you really think she would?"Mandy sagged. "No," she admitted. "She'd probably ground me if she found out I got. "Summer." Jason smiled. "A lovely name for a lovely girl. Have you eaten? Good, so have I. Now, where do you come from?"The question honestly seemed to puzzle Summer. Josh led her over to a couch, and she sat down. "I'm sorry sir. I can't remember. I do remember my name is Summer though." she said. Josh laughed."Why are you sorry? I see no reason for you to ask for forgiveness. And don't call me Sir. Call me Josh. How did you get out in the cold in your state?" Summer's brow knotted in thought..