"I don't know how to, uhm... continue this conversation. Ms Garretson, I am just going to be frank with you." Please do, sir." You may not like what I...m going to say, but it's the simple facts." He took a deep breath. "I don't think I would talk this frankly with any other teacher in the school, but you-- "She was looking at him, waiting patiently for him to get to the point."Angela, what I'm about to say does not leave this room. Agreed?" Yes, sir." Yes, Mrs Brady's attention has landed on. .. we have a sharp new sandal that's all the rage this season, Mrs. Durke," he said, agilely swinging up and away."Come on now, Stan, you guys should call us by first name, seeing we're neighbors, right?" Jay mouthed after him. "She's Beth and I'm Jay. You're Stan and your wife's name's Sara, isn't it?" Yes... that's right. Sara and Stan." So... ? Seeing we live right across the street from each other, let's get better acquainted?" the nearly exasperated young wife's middle-aged husband. “I’ll meet you in Hilo and we’ll have ten days to just run around and explore the Big Island. Don’t forget your bathing suit this time like you did in Florida.”“Dad! Take it easy,” Maddie laughed. “It’s you who’s flying out tomorrow. I’ve got a month yet.” My daughter was driving me to a cheap hotel next to the airport from which I would begin my great Hawaiian adventure in the morning. In twenty-eight months, I’d been in forty-four states and three Canadian provinces. I’d traveled 55,000. A lame husband, vanilla, prude and a downright boring fuck.But even after sleeping around for the better part of a couple of years, that did not prepare me for what would happen one weekend when my daughter's friend was spending the night.That afternoon my daughter's friend Shannon came over. We'd known her for about six months. She had just recently moved into town and went to the same school as my daughter Karson. Shannon was about as different as any girl in my daughter's grade as I'd ever.