Well here is the thing Bobby, I don't think you mom would mind if you helped me, say do you know the real difference between boys and girls?" Sure", h... answered, "girls got boobies and no thingy ... boys got thingy's."She wanted to laugh at his naiveté yet she realized that she wasn't much better off. "Well that's true, at least kind of. Look Bobby I'll tell you what, I'll take off the rest of my clothes if you'll take off your underpants then we can both see each other." Why would I want to do. “So, what are you going to allow me to do to your brothers? If you don’t want me to call my Mom to send them to prison I should at least be allowed to break a few bones, shouldn’t I?”“You’re right. I know they don’t deserve either diplomacy or clemency,” she said, “but could you try that first? I’ve threatened them with murder, but they grew up ignoring my threats. I was a little girl, with our parents against me, too. Perhaps you could give them a hint you like me? I have heard them mention. “It was replaced years ago by an interstate. All this traffic is because the area has grown up so much lately. Some people live in Havana and work in Springfield. A lot of people go into Springfield to shop. And people just use their cars more.”She finished buttoning her blouse and continued, “Every Halloween I start out leaving the Dixie Truck Stop as if I had just gotten off work. I hang around for a little while so I can see and hear what is going on.” She laughed quietly. “The Dixie Truck. "She's twenty-three or twenty-four, I can't remember," said dad. "I'll ask her tonight for you." Tonight? How are you going to see her tonight?" We see her almost every night. She walks in the evening and stops by and sits with Mom and me all the time. She's the cutest and nicest girl I can remember. She's like a daughter to mom and me. Boy, I sure wish you could hook-up with someone as nice as her. She's just someone special." When did she move in? While I was in the service?Dad laughed. "Move.