“Where’s my manners. My name is Buck, Buck Kelly. What is your name?” “Tiffany Wheeling.” “Where were you tonight? That you’re so f...r from home.” She smiled. “I was out with some of my girlfriends.” “Getting away from the old ball and chain for the night. What does he do?” “He sells used cars. He got a good deal on my minivan.” “Let me guess. The gas gauge doesn’t work.” She nodded her head “Yes”There was a small awkward pause before I looked around again. “What’s this big. He sometimes pondered the wisdom of creating an entity like himself, but then his thoughts would always lead back to the same conclusion, that the project that had created him and his predecessor must have had some of the best psych evaluators on the planet.He could no more do anything against the interests of the United States, than he could physically jump thirty feet in the air and do a back flip. A chuckle emerged and accompanied the sardonic thought, 'Guess those PHD's do come in handy for. She was wearing a big t-shirt that used to be my dad’s from college. It was hanging down to her mid thigh. I wondered what she had on under there. “Oh, yeah. I threw all that wet stuff in the wash. Your mom called too. Says she is tied up at the hospital. The storm doesn’t seem to be letting out anyway, so it may be a long night for her”. I was used to my mother’s “long nights” at the hospital. “But, after we eat, we can play a game or watch a movie or something”. If my mom would have. The next time I will seeyou in this dress, you will be walking down the aisle, to meet yourhusband!" Are you not coming to the apartment to help me get dressed then, on themorning?" I asked Barbara. "No dear, Rachael and your bridesmaids willhelp you get dressed. I just can't wait to see you in the church. I knowyou will look beautiful!"After putting the dress and lingerie away carefully, Barbara bade mefarewell and said she would see her princess in a couple of days! Asusual, it was lovely to.