I knew that she was nosey, but had a good heart. "Yes, her father is out of the country and he asked if she could stay with us. Any other details are ...or Karen to tell. But I love her as much as she loves me. It works well for us."By then, the song was almost over. As we were walking back, Melissa squeezed my arm. "She is a nice girl, and she is getting a very special guy whether she knows it or not."The last dance of the night was called and I took Karen to the floor. It was a nice slow song. Jake helped her up out of the wheelchair and into the front seat of his car. Reba sat in back with her old banjo. "Oh Jakey, please don't let this be a dream." If it is a dream, then we share that dream my beloved." He had an eager look on his face. Martha is right, I do sound like one of those long dead poets, Robert Burns perhaps. He felt even more happy and elated and so very much more as he slipped in behind the steering wheel and started the engine. He kept to the thirty-five miles an hour. We talked with them for a while, had a few more drinks, I started flirting heavy with Zion and before I knew it he had his hand on my leg under the table. I told Lisa I had to use the bathroom, she joined me, once in there she asked me what the hell I was doing, I asked her if she's ever had a Black Man, she told me no, that's when I told her I had 4 in college and there's nothing like a BBC. I had just enough to drink, I told Lisa I was craving one and I wanted to go back to the motel with. After lunch he made the call and then called to order the parts needed to repair the tractor. Everything was in stock and they would just need to bring in the old starter and battery for the core charges. Ken went on out and removed the items and put them in the trunk of the tan Mercedes. He and Marta then drove to Seaside. The casual conversation on the way revealed more about the young man’s values and abilities and increased Marta’s opinion of him. When they got back to the house, Marcia.