"You've come this far," she whispered. "You must see something you like." She unbuttoned the next one from the bottom, and I bit my lip.She leaned in ...lose enough to touch her lips to mine, and I froze in place. I was kissing a girl! Really, she was kissing me, but that's all just semantics, isn't it?"I have an idea," she said. "Maybe this will make it easier for you." She drank the rest of her wine and smiled that beautiful smile. "Close your eyes," she commanded.I didn't see how that was. Melody was all smiles and a little manic with nerves over me meeting Stan. Once the workmen were gone, she came to me and hugged me, trembling a little.“What if he says something terrible?!!?” she asked. “I called him this morning and let him know, but what if he’s warming up a really awful rant?”“Then it changes nothing,” I told her. “It’s the last gasp of defiance from a dying man.”“What if he sees us together and changes his Will?”“Then it changes nothing,” I repeated. “It’ll be the last. C. Stone, remember? You offered to do anything and that's what I chose." I'll make it up to you tonight. We'll do something special. I mean, really special."Laura didn't comment when I turned to take the long way to the city. I knew she would not want to go by Ollie Pettersen's Used Car lot, not on this day, even if taking the long way delayed our arrival at the Waites. She looked my way adoringly but said nothing.We made fast work of picking out the dress she would wear that night. She chose a. I will grant you a certain latitude. You will inform me immediately after the next pass whether the position is in line with your tentative opinion. Is that clear? Since we have no established protocol for dealing with situations of this type, even a wild guess might be more correct that no opinion at all.”“Yes Sir.”“Sir”!“Yes, Mike. Is the anomaly still present”?“Yes, Sir.”“Does the new position support your theory”?“Yes, Sir.”“Very well. If your theory holds for one more pass, I will expect.