Very potent stuff." How long have you been doing this?" Tracy asked with interest, fishing a menthol cigarette from a fresh pack." About fifteen years..." Keith replied, pushing an ashtray across the table towards her.She nodded and said; "I hope you don't mind me saying, but you don't look... well, the type."Keith burst out laughing and struck a pose; one hand on hip, the other hanging loosely at the end of his wrist. "Oh me, oh my. I'm such a butch guy!" You don't have to look like Quentin. He then asked, "So what happened?"I played with my food a little and answered, "Well, the furnace belched out a lot of smoke and the foul smell of rotten eggs."Dad laughed, "I bet it made some of the students sick as hell."I laughed, "Yes Sir! Some of the girls even threw up."He slapped his leg and laughed for about a minute, then said, "You should have known shithead that the aerosol cans wouldn't blow up the school. You should have gone to the old mine, found some of the old dynamite that's. Amber watched as her mother’s face lit up for the first time in a very long time. “Where do you two know each other from?” she asked inquisitively.“We went to high school together,” Tillie said, smiling.Dan laughed, “We were more than just classmates, Amber. Your mother was my first serious crush. And, if I’m not mistaken, she had more than a little crush on me too.”Tillie blushed, “No, you’re not mistaken.”Dan smiled, “Won’t you both come in? It’s a mess, of course, with all these boxes. But. Kids, he told himself."Go to sleep now. Would it help if I tell you that the story wasn't real?" The two girls nodded their head."Good. Then go to sleep now. I will need to talk to your mother." Grandpa?" Anna said as the old man moved the chair back where it belonged and was about to leave the room."Yes, Anna?" I would never take a taxi again!" Anna said."Me either!" Alicia quickly said."Okay." The Grandfather said with a smile. "Good night angels, and go to sleep." He left the room and closed.