A phone call informed me my next client had to cancel her appointment. She was to have been my last appointment of the day. What luck! I was just wrap...ing up my current task. A quick glance confirmed; so was Mama. I went to lunch – alone. Cowardly? Perhaps. I just didn’t want to deal with it right then. I texted Jean-Claude, knowing full well I wouldn’t hear back from him immediately. He had mentioned he would avail himself of his health club’s nation-wide membership privileges to work out at. I pushed mom’s chair into the den and she directed me towards one end of the sofa between the end and their Christmas tree in the corner. From there she said she could see everyone and even the TV if we wanted to watch something. I sat on the end of the sofa near her and admired the tree. I noted the antique ornaments as well as some crudely made one as if done by a child. Kathie came up behind the sofa and wrapped her arms around me and snuggled her face into my neck for a moment. She noticed. She realized that she went to high school with him. Of course, it was all coming back to her now. It was little Bobby Smith. He used to hit on her constantly and one time she got so fed up with it she screamed at him and called him a pathetic little looser in front of her history class. She made him cry and run away. She felt absolutely horrible about it for years afterwards. So he became a priest? Good for him she thought. After this was over, she was going to apologize to him and congratulate. I also explained to him that my wife and I both worked during the day, and asked him when and what time would be best for me to bring the computer to him. Then as sat there and listened to the repair man talking I noticed that he sounded like he was in his early thirty’s or younger. Then almost immediately with me being the horny devil I am, I began thinking about the fantasy of mine I had recently spoken to my wife about. The repair man then told me that if it was better for our schedule.