"Yes. As long as the ones fourteen and older agree."The woman said, "Where do I sign up?"The sergeant interrupted and said, "You really ought to check...her CAP scores before you accept her. Use this card reader to view more details." He handed me what looked like a PDA.I said, "First let me see your CAP card." Joan, as I now saw on the card, whipped it out of her purse and handed it to me. I looked, she was a 6.2, an excellent mother and treated her foster children with respect but demanded high. And then I started doubting myself. Would she laugh at my American accent? Would she think I was stalking her? Was she married? If she liked me, could she live up to the fantasy in my head?It didn't matter. I had gone this far; I wasn't going to stop. I walked into the store and up to the counter."Hello. Can I help you?" I, umm. Yes."She waited. Then I blurted it out."I know this might sound crazy, but I saw you at the market four days ago and I haven't stopped thinking about you. I've looked. .I had no idea who Hank was because Bonnie did not mention to me how she met him from before. Friendly guy...said he had already met my wife from a couple of weeks ago. Hmm thought that was unusual that Bonnie forgot to mention Hank. I put the though aside and met the rest of their guests. Bonnie asked Sharon to borrow their bedroom to change into her new swimsuit. I had only seen her big black hat and nothing of the suit. Bonnie and Sharon leave and the rest of us are just hanging out enjoying. Whoopty doo. Finally the store closed to the customers, but like always I had to stay behind and help with all the store closing stuff. It kept me there for about another hour and a half. It was about 11:30 at night when I finally got off. Looking outside I wished that I had taken my car, even though its only 5 blocks from my house. It had been nice out earlier, but was getting really nasty looking now. The storm clouds were pretty heavy, and I even saw flashes of lightning in the distance..