‘And that must mean you’re Courtney, huh?’ She nodded emphatically. I sat back on my heels. ‘Courtney and Cassie…Cassie and Courtney. Those ...re two pretty names for two pretty little girls,’ I told them. They smiled tentatively. ‘Are you our Uncle Ron, too?’ Cassie asked plaintively. I glanced up at Melissa and Cal. There was a sudden tension in their postures I didn’t understand. ‘You think their mother will object to them calling me that while they’re around me?’ I demanded. They looked at. Anyway diary, this all started when my husband and I took my oldest son to college. He is a freshman this year at a state university. While none of us had ever met his roommate David, my son Andy had talked to him on the phone several times. He referred to him as nice but kind of quiet.When we hit the dorm about 2:00 in the afternoon, it was mass pandemonium with students looking bewildered and parents looking frustrated. Since there was no parking for blocks around, it was decided that I would. Wilkerson that both families should bookreturn passage on the new and luxurious Cunard ship the Titanic, whichwas scheduled to make its maiden voyage in April. Nothing but the bestwould do, and everybody knew that the Titanic was not only safe, it wasguaranteed unsinkable. It was clear that Elizabeth and Leonard weregetting along very well together (Henrietta, Margaret, and Anne knew, ofcourse that things between Leonard and their older sister had gone waybeyond the "getting along" stage, but. It wasn’t just physical, well not on my part. I couldn’t have maintained such a relationship with anyone if it was only getting laid. I fell hard for her, but I know she didn’t fall quite so hard for me.I still spent plenty of time with Connie and her family watching her daughters go from annoying teenagers to lovely young women. I found that I liked her husband more than I thought when we first met, which actually made our affair a lot harder on me.Five years is a long time for a secret.