Good thing I had my sister with me, otherwise I might have walked out," I said looking over in my sister's beautiful eyes."Yeah, Mom," Chrissy said. "... think Chris and I need to look at movie reviews before we go to any more movies. Maybe Dad would let us use his office computer next time?"I heard Mom chuckle as she said, "Christine, you have your father wrapped around your finger, and you know that. Just explain it logically and I'm sure he let you use it." I'd have to say that you do as well,. My editor's quick note indicates that they think it is the best story that I'd ever written and they demand more stories with that tumultuous passion. Since then, I've been very busy and have written two more stories, which my publisher have also happily accepted.As for TJ, he is amused at my spirited and new hearty personality despite his disappointment at not being the chosen one. He congratulates me on my apparent victory for the young lady's affections. For several days, we have a. I wondered why."What kind of son am I?" I asked suddenly. "Am I nice and respectful, loud and abrasive, moody, or happy, dumb or quiet?"She seemed puzzled for a moment, then said, "It's so weird telling you about you. David, you are like a ghost most of the time. If it were possible for a teenaged boy to go through life being invisible, you would be the one. I can't remember you calling a girl or meeting the guys at the mall. You don't like movies, or playing sports, and hate to go to. "Ditto" he says. "But I hope to in the near future. 'Trust, butverify,' the saying goes. I will assume that you are telling me thetruth, but the verification process will soon begin. However, it ismuch too late to start tonight." He glances at his watch. "I meantoday. Go to bed and get a good sleep, or at least as much as you canunder the circumstances. We will skip breakfast and go out for brunch.There is much too much to do to stick with the previous schedule."We stand up. He is still holding.