Foster was seated. The boys and Mr. Foster noddedand smiled pleasantly as Dale stood there in his full feminine regalia.He saw his old chair waiting ...or him and heard the gasps of recognition aseveryone stared at him. Mr. Foster gave the boys a look that soon calmedthem down however. His feminine floral perfume drifted into the kitchen. They looked on asDale gathered the hem of his dress with his long red fingertips and did amild curtsey saying, "Hello boys, Mr. And Mrs. Foster," as he. “Jason’s also happy because Alan is only 120 points behind Davey.”“That can be made up,” I said. “One or two slip-ups by the guys leading the points. Heck, if Bill would have had a decent race at Daytona, he’d be ahead by eighty points or so. One race makes a difference. Ask Mark Martin!”“Jason says he’s STILL livid about that. That engine spacer penalty cost him the Cup.”“Then maybe he shouldn’t have been caught!” I chuckled.“Maybe you shouldn’t try to cheat!” Jessica said snippily.Abbie and I. You’ve come a long way as I said earlier. Yes, you opened your heart to love and compassion again. Yes, you’ve torn down much of the wall you built to keep people away from you. Yes, you are working on not letting being a protector destroy you through self-doubt. You’ve got a little further to go in that regard and you’re making progress with Anna’s help. But Paul, you haven’t done a thing to keep the last part of the promise.”“I don’t understand Laura. What’s the last part of the promise you. I figured that would be a good a place as any for something to eat. If ever I had a weakness it has to be apple pie, the diner at Cascade had the most amazing pie I’ve ever tasted. I’m not sure anyone would class apple pie as a sign, but being on the road as long as I had been tended to leave me with to much cynicism and at my age that’s not a good place to be. The realtor’s office was three shops down from the diner, with my coffee in hand I stood face to face with Jason Banners. I told him.