”“There’s the propane range,” Kara said. “Looks to date from the fifties ... maybe they used a wood-burning range before then.”“I don’... like propane and I don’t like electric ranges,” Adam said.“How about induction?” Peter asked. “We have an electric induction range. It heats as fast as gas.”“That’s a good suggestion,” Kara added. “You do need the appropriate cookware but it’s a good compromise.”“Actually, the kitchen layout is okay. I don’t even mind the linoleum floors and countertops.”“Most. In a few hours she would be fucking her young son. She smiled in the darkness and settled herself in for the wait.For once, the weather reports were accurate. A strong storm swept down on the Adams home and the surrounding countryside right on time. Lightning and thunder with strong gusts of wind buffeted the area shortly after midnight. In Edwards room the walls were lit by the flashing of the lightning and the window shook with the peals of thunder. Brought abruptly awake by the noise. The look on his face was priceless! I closed the door and offered to take his cashmere coat from him. He took his hand from behind his back and presented me with a bouquet of long stemmed red roses wrapped up with sexy black tissue paper. I guess I might have swooned a bit as I gave him a peck on the cheek and thanked him for being so thoughtful. I took the roses and walked into the kitchen and put them in a vase with water. Of course, I did make an effort to wiggle my butt a bit more than. “It was the same with her. She used to pass me notes at my locker. Or she’d hang out after practice and wait for me. She was a cheerleader. Did I ever tell you that?”“Uh-uh.”He took another swig of beer. “That’s how we started talking to each other.” He laughed. “It was kind of a joke when we were seniors—I was captain of the basketball team and she was the head cheerleader. Believe it or not, we were Mr. and Miss Franklin High School.” He laughed, the sound full of irony. “Perfect, right?” He.