What’s the other?”“That we hold each other the whole time. If I look into your eyes and see your agony, or if I’m sharing my past, I don’t t...ink I’ll make it two minutes without losing control of my emotions. I want to share this with you, and maybe we both can start to move forward.”We stopped at the Chowder House and ate lightly, both knowing the afternoon would be difficult. Our collective mood was subdued but we each had a deep sense of resolution that we would be finally dealing with the. There were a couple of gargantuan tents behind what looked like a clubhouse, and several tennis courts and a swimming pool over to the right. Nobody was playing tennis or swimming, though, and it was a beautiful day, so it made me think that the reunion group had reserved the club for the day. Regardless, the only way to go in was through the clubhouse, so I opened the door and ushered Marilyn inside.There was a big banner stretched across the far wall, ‘WELCOME BACK TOWSON HIGH 10 YEAR. A woman a few seats over pulled the blanket from her face to add, "The crew made an announcement before they left about everyone being able to get to their luggage this morning, if it got loaded on this flight with us. Something about the plane needing to be emptied out before they could fix the problem."As if she was reading their minds, or maybe they were just messing with the people still back at the hotel, a garbled message came over the PA that sounded a lot like they were telling us to go. She was aquiet, easy going innocent young lady. I could onlydream about what it would be like to have one nightwith such a nice girl.About a month ago, it was a rather nasty day with rainon and off throughout the afternoon. When my work daywas finally over, as I walked to my car I noticed Angieattempting to change the flat tire on her car. It wasraining rather steady now. So I offered to give her ahand changing the tire. I had the tire changed in 15 minutes, but by then wewere both pretty well.