These were my thoughts as I exited the kitchen. Janice and I had been searching for some marriage counseling, and this 'Dr. Upson' looked promising. E...pecially because he did house calls, and we didn't want everyone to know that our marriage was on the rocks. The appointment for a consult been made, and here he was. He was a short, chubby man, and he carried a briefcase that looked more like a suitcase. He seemed nice--happy. It was mysterious seeing somebody that appeared so happy and. Well, we had the briefing and then we headed out to shop some decent outfits for me as I haven’t got any appropriate clothes for the wedding. So we reach a shopping mall and then I try out a few and we get them and have lunch.Later I head back to the hotel to have a nap before going to the party, I know it was going to be pretty awkward as we had to cook up a good cover story as to whom I am but what can I do, we have to play on to get on. Meanwhile, the girls head down to parlor to get. ” I asked.“Well, after I noticed him looking, I guess I started teasing him.” she said.“Teasing him. How?” I asked.“I’d bend over a lot even when not needed. I’d stay bent for a longer time.” she said.“Wait, what were you wearing when you bent over so much?”“Initially, I’d wear jeans or track pants or loose knee-length shorts, and t-shirts. You know, the clothes I usually paint in. But then…..” she paused. “… then I started wearing… smaller shorts, and loose skirts and tank tops and….” she. So all us guys went to Chilkoot Charlie's one night. And that's when I met her.” We kissed once more before he finally nodded off. I started packing and was out the door by ten o'clock. As luck would have it, the flight was cancelled. Not because of the snowstorm. The Anchorage Airport usually stayed operational even during blizzards and ice storms. There was freezing rain in Portland. So all flights were cancelled for the next 24 hours. I called my mother and broke the news that I would.