Hmmmm.Breath mints. For kissing. Don't ask, Jamie, just do! We carry thesethings in our purse or handbag." Mother grabbed a little handbag thatwent we...l with my skirt. "Perfect."She grabbed a couple packages of pantyhose and a bottle of girl'sperfume and headed toward the counter. I was happy that it was a girlwho was working at the register. I'd have been embarrassed if a boywhere pricing a package of pantiliners. Yuck! I've never thought aboutthis as much as I was now, but being a girl. " Oh shut up! Of course we'll be spending Christmas together. I'll behome on the morning of the 24th. You know, not everybody startscelebrating the holidays in September. Believe it or not, some of ushave responsibilities."I cringed. "I just meant...... You know, for Bruni." Well of course it's for Bruni. I SAID I'll be here. Now shut the fuckup!"As soon as I dropped Martinette off at the airport the next morning Ipicked up a Christmas tree at the Boy Scout's lot, one of the last. Low tide is good, partly because that’s the best time for the birds, and partly because an anchored boat is closest to the edge of the water then.There were redshank – the ‘sentry of the marsh’, so called because they are the first to call when disturbed – oyster-catchers, with their distinctive red bills and back and white plumage. Curlews, large, with their curved beaks, and their haunting call. Little Dunlin, in winter plumage; their close formation flying a little like starlings, but the. We shuffled aboard as the trains passengers were busily getting on and off, going about their daily routines. We sat down and the girls were immediately pouring over the brochures of best shopping places in the area. I tried to look interested but it was hard, then my eyes were drawn to a woman sitting directly across from us. She was wearing an extremely short skirt that was riding quite high and her blouse seemed to be undone. She had the sexiest pair of legs you have ever seen and I was.