I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was plannin... another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer camp but was saying he didn’t feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room. Stirring enough to rouse Becca from her sleep on her other shoulder, Lizbet spies the missing Mother cradling the head of her still sniffling daughter to her bosom. The girl had cried several times throughout the night, prompting them all to wake and comfort her, her eyes wide at their comfort in nudity and the touch of their hands on her hair soothing the worry from her til she slept again, only to awaken when the unknown captured her imagination and she started awake again. Now the girl slept. How about you?’ ‘Love Story.’ ‘I’ve always wanted to see that movie but never found the time. So why did you ask me that?’ ‘Sometimes even the unlikeliest of things is strong enough to make two become one. Call it Fate, if you like, or call it Destiny, I don’t really know. I don’t know what lead me to that table when I sat across from you. I doubt if it was in my mind that you’d be there either. We’re just two lost stars finding ourselves across the sky I guess.’ Shanice laughed amusingly.. I had long ago stopped thinking about Sam's body as the place where she lived. Sam's body, by her own design, was a tool. She spent hours at the GYM sculpting herself so that no matter where you looked, it hinted at muscle underneath. She was a yoga instructor; Full time. The way her slight musculature stretched instead of bunched gave you the impression she was flexible even when she wasn't stretching.Her body wasn't a home. It was a tool. A tool she used for work, sure, but it had always.