"When I said too bad you are not a girl, I really meant it, but had noidea about this." I was almost at the edge to cry when he said, "but Ilike it." ...eally?" Yes, you look so nice and I love what you have done with your hair, Ilove redheads."I know that you silly, I wanted you to like me.So finally I was out and loved it. So we went to living room, startchatting and discussing what we been through. Than suddenly Mike askedme. "So you really feel like a girl?" Yes, I think you can see from what. "I don't understand Arnold"Again he smiled,"It's a cottage on the south coast, I bought it to live in last year, but I've never even spent one night in it, I'd like you to have it, it's got a huge rear garden, ideal for a budding market gardener and it overlooks the sea at the front"Another pause for breath, he really was struggling,"You may have noticed they are the deeds to it, made out in two names, yours Polly and yours Thomas, all legally signed and witnessed, etc, etc, it's yours with no. The edge of the driveway is already lined with markers that are ten feet tall, tipped with reflectors, as you obviously know. After the first winter, I doubled the number of markers. I have some other ideas about the driveway that might appeal to you. But I was mainly referring to getting caught on the county or even the state road during one of the whiteouts."You need to be prepared to survive if you should get stranded — clothing — warm clothing — parkas that reach below you knees, snowmobile. ” Weena wondered which of them would change their last name. Rachel said “Neither.”Weena was reading Jenkyns’ Classical Literature. “Have you ever read Catullus?” she asked.“Not in the last 30 years,” I responded. “Why?”“I really like Jenkyns’ precis of his life.”“What does it say?”She looked. “‘A young provincial aristocrat came to Rome, fell in love with the wrong woman, was driven to put his passion into verse, and changed the literature of Europe.’”“Yes. That’s good. Where was Catullus.