He had a quirky, quippy sense of humor, and an almost complete lack of social skill or grace. Whenever anyone saw him, he was always eating something,...nachos, peanuts, pretzels, popcorn, hotdogs, sandwiches, always, but he never seemed to gain weight. He was still the same tall, lanky, pencil-necked string-bean that he had always been. He always wore one of the dozens of Hawaiian-print shirts and one of the handfuls of pairs of baggy cargo pants. And, although the people he worked with knew he. "Scott had her sit on the couch and took her hands in his. He knelt in front of her and kissed her knuckles. "I've been searching for a way to explain." Explain what?" she said. "I don't understand what's going on here." Janie's eyes grew wider, "You don't really have a wife hiding do you?" No!" he said, "No, that was a joke. I'm sorry." I don't know what to believe."He squeezed her hands. "You know when Mr. Piotrowski died that he left some money and property to me?" Yes, but he wasn't a. Kendall and I seemed to be solo players who happened to be going the same direction. I hated the thought, because I really did love her, but I couldn’t escape the obvious conclusion.My mood wasn’t any better by the time Mom boarded her flight. I waited until her plane pushed back, and then headed toward the main terminal. Another plane had just arrived, so I threaded my way through the crowd with my head down, lost in thought.“Paul?”I knew that Kendall and I had problems, and I wanted to. I was happily answering them having lost in her beauty and she caught me staring at her assets meanwhile and I was embarrassed to the core and immediately apologized.Me: I’m Sorry Anitha.She: Hey why are you sorry for small things! I can understand this climate is not allowing you to control your emotions and this age is like that, cannot help you see (with a naughty smile)I was confused at her statement and was looking into seductive eyes to get some hint.Anitha: Feel free Pavan, Today I am.