He was fit, attractive and had a sense of humour. The shop was owned by George Andrews, but really it was his very attractive daughter Janine who ran...the place. Another young lad, Dave, used to drive the van on Saturdays and took Jim around to deliver the orders. Janine was in charge, she managed everyone in the shop and she didn’t tolerate mistakes. Jim turned 17 a short time after he took on the delivery job, and he passed his driving test soon after. That was really when I found out just. “Thank you. I’ll enjoy looking at them on you.”“Or off us,” Hanna hinted, a breast to the other arm.“Is Karen at home?”“No, she and Wendy are out shopping for baby clothes, as if we don’t have enough to open our own store,” he joked.“I need to talk with you and her plus Wendy and Tina about something important.”“How are Brad and Abby doing?”“They’re continuing with their physiotherapy today then studying for their grade twelve exams next week.”The girls’ attention was drawn to Cathy, who came. " Didn't want to seem too easy."This is gonna be so fun!" She said excitedly, bouncing up and down the way girls do. "Thanks!" And laying a kiss on my cheek she bounded out the door, closing it behind her.Where the hell is she going, I wondered, but found out in a minute when she returned. And she wasn't alone."Hi Billy," Angie's best friend Sandy said with a smile as I stood there a little surprised to see her, though I quickly got my composure and smiled back at the girl with a lopsided grin. She’ll find something wrong with it. “It’s too wide.” “It’s too tall.” “Why in the hell did you buy a blue spruce! I swear Charlie Fucking Brown picks a better looking tree!”Oh, I remember last year’s rant well. That was a three finger glass night ... no damn cider either.The snow was coming down hard and the temperature was falling just as bad. The roads were already slick but I knew my truck could handle it without any trouble so at least that wasn’t a worry. The weather must have scared.