The deep cut of blouse exposed a lot of cleavage and the skirt of lead dancer rather than the regular harem pants was like icing on the cake for the a...dience. Also, the lead dancer wore a special necklace and a heavier waistband rather than the usual belly chain.I was about to enter the dressing room when all of a sudden I bumped into someone really tall and heavier than me. The guy who collided with me was holding a bottle of water. When we collided, he dropped the bottle. The bottle went down. Floors upstairs good, just needing sanding and staining. Stairs have rot, need replacing." Why is that?" I interrupted him. "If the floors upstairs are o.k., why just the stairs?" I think robbers caused that. They ripped out the water pipes without turning off water. Pipes were all Lead. Water cascaded down stairs, I think reason why the hall tiles have lifted. Same with electrics, all Copper when they were installed." I see." Windows, doors all gone. They would be good seasoned timber. If you. “Your son and I made the company some money today, Joy Armstrong,” Dad said in return. I saw them smile at one another.“Dad, Nancy Evans mentioned that she had a boyfriend many years back named Vic Armstrong – any relation to us?” I asked.“Well, my Dad was one of three brothers; one of them was named Victor. If he had a son named Victor – that could be who she was talking about?” Dad said casually.“Maybe sometime in the future, I could check that out. Tomorrow’s Christmas Eve – anything special. Those had been fun days and nights. His life had not become any less fun, but it was a different kind of fun now.The family talked about John’s eulogy. Liz had been particularly touched by it. The fearsome threesome had been more influenced by their grandmother than their parents realized. John knew that and respected their privacy in not talking about it in front of their parents. They were most enthusiastic in their appreciation for his eulogy stating that he had captured her spirit far.