" Really?" I blinked at him and he seemed totally serious."Absolutely," he said. "If it weren't for you, I don't know what we'd have done today ... an... tomorrow too, right?" Yeah," I agreed. "I'll do even better tomorrow." Oh?" Daddy drank more wine and chuckled."Today I was just figuring stuff out, you know," I explained. "Tomorrow I'll know what I'm doing." Uh-huh." He smiled at that. "Be careful or you'll have Jilly calling you mommy." I know." I giggled. "I already told her she could.". ’ Charles nodded and left the table. Tom looked at everyone else. ‘Those people who just came in are involved with the company that Charles and I are currently investigating. We need to try and mingle with them, so don’t let on that Charles and I are with the FBI.’ Barbara said, ‘But Tom… Donald Price is Lynda’s ex-husband. Isn’t that going to be a little awkward for you?’ ‘It might, so I’ll let Charles talk to Price and I’ll see what I can find out from the other man.’ Tom glanced toward the. I got home from work, and immediately went to the shed to get started on the mowing. I was directed by my wife to invite some of the families from work. The ones that I knew had kids around Sally's age. There were only 2 folks in my office that had kids, and only one of them was around her age, so that made the choice rather simple. I got on the mower, and started my rounds around the back yard first. Out by the pool was my wife, getting a tan. She waved at me when I passed by. On my second. Emily ordered the light pear tart, Anna the peach zabaglione and John has ordered the tiramisu. In the center of the table the waiter places a small plate of strawberry macaroons to share. Gabby lifts her hand from John’s thigh to participate in the destruction of the various deserts and the massacre of the pink macaroons. There is a lot of “oohing” and “ahhing” as the sugar and cream is copiously consumed and the girls smack their lips in true satisfaction as the desserts are demolished.