"Well for starters," I replied, "you've got a really working classaccent, but you used the word 'whom' two sentences ago. We live in acoastal city and...it's still technically summer, but you look like yourskin's never even seen the sun, and that dress is clearly meant to looklike it was cobbled together in minutes but the stitching looks almostprofessional quality." ...Are you sure that your name is 'Jason' and not 'Sherlock'?" Amandaasked, before letting out a snort of laughter that caused her. Ron took my hand as he told me he wanted to hear all about it.Ron patted my hand as he said, “Don’t worry Kay I will keep your little secret.”I probably should have just lied and told him I hadn’t meant that or anything from what I had told him. However, the cat was out of the bag so to speak. I explained to him how my daughter had seduced John way back when she was 19. It had happened when he was nursing her back to health after her accident.I also told him how I had caught them at the office.. But as he turned off Pitt Street to enter the Strand Arcade, a voice called out “Young Hollister!” and, turning, he saw a smartly clad Foster.“Sir!”“Still in the Navy?”“No, sir. Just paid off.”“Looking for a job?”“Of course. But what are you doing?”“Come, we’ll sit in the coffee shop and I’ll explain.”Foster led him to a shop in the Arcade and they sat in a relatively quiet area. “I’ll want to hear what you’ve been up to, but let me fill you in first.”“Yes, sir.”“The Navy wanted me ashore,. That night was her menstrual feast, but people paid more attention to Father and Mother. That was all right; what she really had been looking forward to was entry into the youth house. She walked in the next morning and looked around. Except for being built on the ground with a fire pit actually inside, it wasn't all that special in daylight.It wasn't all that special that evening, either. The moon was bright; the men and boys were going sea fishing, and the few people in the youth house were.