But NOW! Damn! Mr. Bloom’s reading of the will hung over him like the Sword of Damocles!Eric retreated to his room to hide out and wait for things t... blow over. He hoped.As he sat at his new laptop playing solitaire and brooding over the sudden turn of events, he remembered the letter Granny Sonya had asked Mr. Bloom to give him. He tore open the envelope hoping her letter would explain everything that had just happened.It read:To my beautiful внук, Eric, I don’t know if you are old enough to. The text didn't surprise me, but the brevity did."Hi, Hannah. Good morning." I guess afternoon now, LOL" I responded in quick succession.A laughing smiley face came from her before a real response."How are you?" I'm super fine." Maybe you knew that already" I again responded quickly.I was certain she wouldn't be offended with my flirtation."LMAO. I did." was her response.I was glad she laughed."I get off work at 4 today." finally came, after about five minutes of waiting."Can I stop on my way. She'd leave to work the brunch shift and work until after the dinner rush.Jason had her schedule down pat. He longed to get up the courage to talk to her.He'd lived across the street from her since she moved in six months ago. But his nerve never allowed it.Jason was a widower now.His wife had suddenly passed a year ago. Since then he barely left the house. He loved his wife so.Yet until this red haired woman, who he figured to be about 30 or so, rented the house across the street he just kept. ‘We looked at the lot next door which is mostly woods. It is part of this property. ‘By the way it is within walking distance of campus.’ Ann told the agent that she was very interested but wanted her partner to look it over too. They arranged to possibly meet again on Sunday. Ann meets my wife. Ann drove to our house and we all went in my car to a small restaurant out in the country that is one of Fil’s favorites. Ann and Fil really hit it off. We enjoyed a great meal. We went back to our.