“I thought she wasn’t allowed to have sugar,” he asked.“She only had three,” I defended weakly, assuming he must have been informed about th...t rule from Crystal. “Do you want to watch a movie with us?”“I guess.”Yes. That was definitely a good sign. He didn’t even ask what movie. I guess after the day by himself, he just wanted to be with people. Not his usual self but even better.Montana was already putting in a movie as Ean retreated to the couch.---“Ean,” I whispered as the ending credits. Then I started losing my hair. An accident with a plate glass window left me with a jagged scar running down my left cheek and suddenly there I was - old, fat, bald and ugly. But God does have a sense of humor and after seeing to it that I could no longer attract women he increased my sex drive - not a usual occurrence in men over fifty - instead of having it decrease as is usually the case. Suddenly I wanted more sex than I'd had in my thirties and forties. I wanted, needed, and couldn't. I went down to the kitchen while they fucked again and then they came downstairs.”“What happened then?”Jack remembered it very well. They spoke briefly and then Anthea showed him to the door. He watched from the kitchen as they kissed passionately at the front door. Ben’s hand was squeezing her bottom through her white silk dressing gown and she was squeezing his bulge. They also spoke but Jack was unable to hear them. As she opened the front door Ben looked and him and gave him a wave. “See. I also explained that if we could build the machine, everyone on the Estancia would be able to use blocks of ice to keep meat, milk, eggs, butter, and the like longer before they spoiled.We’d have to experiment building ice boxes, to see what worked the best, but eventually I was sure every family on the Estancia would have one. The biggest hurdle I could see at this point, was finding a small steam engine to run the machine, but Juan had assured me that he would be able to get us one,.