When Nancy made it to Alice, she found her gloved hands gripped tightly and Alice air-kissed her cheeks.“Nancy! What took you so long? The organiser... were so worried!”Nancy forced a small smile. “Sorry. The chauffeur had trouble parking…” She felt hot and a little nauseous.Alice tutted. “It’s valet parking, my dear. You don’t fool me. You were dragging your heels again, weren’t you?”Nancy looked away, ashamed.“Seriously, my dear, you need to get out more. You can’t stay closed up in that house!. .Next day in the mourning she calls me she askin if i want to go shopping with her i said of course so we head to downtown by water tower in front is a victoria secret so we go in and she love the store so she gets some sexy lingerie and had over to her house in the afternoon so her roommates are not home they at work,as we are in the bus she ask me if her lingerie are cute i tell her that they look cute but probably they look better on her i said i would love to see she gave me a sexy look and. He was differentalso. He always seemed to know what farmer would buy his paintingsof their barns in a landscape. I remember one Sunday we were outfor a ride. Suddenly he stopped and got his easel out and startedpainting. When he was done he drove to the farm whose barn was onthe painting. Fifteen minutes later he was back to the car, havingsold the painting. Yes, he was different but I loved him." She told him she wanted a stained glass window showing an artistpainting a landscape with a barn,. “Sorry, Papa. You seemed to be getting along fine, and she is a good looking woman. I thought it might be fun.”I reached over and took her hands. “You see the good in everyone, Angel. I think it’s one of the biggest reasons my son fell in love with you. Me too, as far as that goes. I doubt she will show up, but if she does, she does. I’ll be in such a good mood I don’t think anything could possible screw it up. Now, let’s talk about more pleasant subjects. Come to your senses yet, and decide to.