He told her with a straight face, that they would talk later at night so that it didn’t create a scene in front of their friends. And so she waited....She waited until the campfire had extinguished and everyone had gone into their tents and were soundly asleep. Jill and Brad came out of their tents and started walking towards the woods. They had not spoken directly for nearly a month now. There was a friction between them that she wanted to address. She apologized for her mistakes and asked him. Each year we celebrate her "re-birthday", theanniversary of her GRS. This is her fifth year, so I want my present to bespecial.After Tara arrived we headed over to my studio that adjoins the house. Taratakes a seat near a window with natural light streaming in. I sit in frontof my easel and start to mix paints. To be honest, she really doesn't needto be here. I'm working on her "hair" today. My style mixes photorealismand a surrealism. I always paint the subject's face photorealistic. " The weather? Next five to seven days weather?" Oh ... I have no idea ... you'll have to listen to the weather report. If you'll tell me what city I can give you the station number." Well? What time of day does Car Talk come on?" 10AM Saturdays."You know when a PBS radio show is on but you don't know the weather?" I listen to them every Saturday," she declared. "I never listen to the weather. They're wrong all the time, Click and Clack always give good advice." Well..."That's a deep hole.". Catchums said looking over at Sean with an amused grin."Even though our solutions are identically worded, I like my idea better," Sean said.Mr. Catchums laughed and said, "You're just like your mother." My father mentioned to me that you used to date my mother," Sean said."Has he ever gotten over the fact that I wooed Cindy away from him with promises of chocolates and flowers?" Mr. Catchums asked."He tells it a little differently," Sean said. This was the first that he heard about his father.