I got up early and checked my schedule for the day on my iPhone. Mike is not only the wrestling coach at the high school, he's also the tech specialis..., and he wrote an app for the gym. Clients use it to keep track of their work outs, and employees use it to check schedules and receive messages and alerts. It opened to today's date, Tuesday, March 3. I noticed that I have a full schedule today, five clients during the day and two this evening, not counting Tami. I also had an alert that I take. Velvet winked at me and said, "So how does the story end? Or does it go on and on?" What story?" Mickie asked."Oh, someday maybe, he'll tell it again. It's a long, long story about his misspent youth." Oh, come on..." Mickie's eyes were wide with interest."No," I said adamantly," both women pouted as if I had deprived them of a deserved present.I relented. "Well, maybe I'll pick it up where I left off." That's fine with me," Velvet smiled."Come on, tell," Mickie pleaded."You just listen and. It is simply her. This woman is beginning to drive me nuts. Like most of my neighbors she too has a lovely spread. The mature trees and landscaping accentuate the beautiful architecture of her home and I tell her so. As we make the long walk up her driveway I ask if her folks are around. “No silly, this is my place!” she says with a grin. “My grandmother helped us kids get a good start on life. It’s all mine. In fact, I just paid it off!” “Damn woman, that’s pretty amazing for someone so. There were 15 members in her squad, the Washington Wildcats. The other squads all ranged from 14-17 girls. None of the girls were in uniform, they'd been competing and practicing all day yesterday while the ship sailed. Today, they were all in bikinis with a few in one piece suits. They greeted her as she approached. Olivia flipped her phone open and snapped a picture of the island just off the starboard bow. She could make out about fifty islanders from the Bahamas setting up cots, food,.