So our first time was the completion of our pure old love.After almost 2 hours we decide to go at our homes... Some steps before his door I ask of him...for an official date... He pull me in a dark place some meters away and we start to making out! We were (both) so happy for that! Finally I invite him for a dinner after 2 days.(2 days later...)We met in a park of our neighborhood and we go for our first date... We sit in a restaurant (a cheap one) and we start to drinking some wine, talking. As the weeks went, I slowly got better and better. Frannie and Frank were now a real couple, and she told me one of the bummers was finding places to go. We were having a drink at the club one night and she complained that they could only really “get together” two times a month or so, one time he would pay for the hotel room and she would the next time.“So I know, where do you both go? Or is that a secret?”“Oh, that place we passed after we first got here? The one near BC Street. It’s not that. “I don’t want to lose you,” Cordelia whispered back after a minute. “I need to find a job.” I did, and I wasn’t sure I could go back to teaching at all. “About that - you know my dad’s got a big company. I was thinking…” “What? Me working at an investment firm?” I had to chuckle. It would be the worst possible idea. Numbers and I had never gotten along well, and calculating grade averages was enough maths for a lifetime, for me. “Well, the investment firm is just one of my dad’s companies.” I. But he was home. It took him a very long time to heal. He never fully could get up again without added effort. Given his current age of twelve years already he was starting to look like an old man. His gray hair in someplaces with white around his beard and whiskers and then when he went to get up he was slower then snails. But bless his heart he still made you feel welcome and loved with his frequent desires to be petted. Needless to say Houdini didn’t go far anymore. Lake o’ the pines~ (A.