"You're in luck, then," I said. I told her where I live. "I drive right through your town to get home, so I can drop you off if you'd like. It will sa...e you a couple of hours on trains." "Oh, I couldn't," she replied. "Are you sure? Really, I drive right through there every day. If you'd like, I can drop you off at the train station there, so you won't have to worry about me knowing where you live." "Well, I guess. It would be nice to not take all night to get home." I started the car, and we. As soon as I'd started my induction, it all came back in a flood.Reasonably paid jobs were scarce in our small town and her younger brother and I were on the same football team. We shared some informal, binding agreement on this.I eventually found myself with a burning curiosity about why she did what she did, and also how she did it.The serious, stunning, unattainable, pale-skinned, raven-haired Lucy. Born and raised in a funeral home and with seemingly little effort could squeeze any man,. "This had better be bloody good Myers," thought the major his jaw twitching slightly."Good evening honored guests, in recognition of the special nature of this anniversary, dinner will proceed slightly later than normal," Myers started, "As you all know I have been in service at this house man and boy all my life. What you may not know is that I too am linked in a humble way with this evenings events" Myers surveyed the faces to gauge his audience, all looked fairly relaxed. The major was of. Before I knew it it was getting dark, and I told Angela I neededto get home."OK. Bye-bye Melissa."I headed on home. I couldn't believe I had fooled her, and thatno one discovered us. I couldn't believe I had such a good timeplaying little girl games.Looking back on it, that was probably my last moment ofhappiness. And, ironically, it happened while I was wearing adress.The next night Mom had me in a tight pink lace dress for my lastassignment. Not just lace accents, but all-over lace. It.