Her large bridal bouquet lay on an antique table next to a candle. He was holding her daughter in his arms and anyone could see the love and happiness...on Rita’s face. It tugged at his heart and he shook his head sadly. Then he looked at the photo more closely – especially at the small girl held in the man’s arms. Could it be true? The cold facts over the telephone had only told him when the baby had been born. The dates were burned in his mind. ‘Frank,’ Rita said softly as she walked into the. On my way back I stopped by the bar to get us all a few beers then slid through the crowds back to where they were standing, both weren't there. I spent some time looking around the dance floor, the chillout room and neither were to be found. Damn, I had left my phone in the car so made my way back to get it and call her and see where she was.The bouncer at the door stopped me and motioned at the beer bottles, "You can't take them outside mate", so I placed them on the table "Oh sorry, I'll be. I paid for the fuel as agreed. Soon we were back to the spot we started.“Look!” said Robert pointing toward the east end of the island.There was a thunder storm that appeared to be over the area we had been fishing about an hour earlier. “I’ll clean the fish. Cinnamon you can arrange with Holly to pick them up,” Robert said.I assumed Holly was his wife that worked with Cinnamon. I paid him the amount that had been agreed. We both thanked him. We got in the car and drove to Cinnamon’s apartment.. We ended up doing it a couple times a week for the next month and we’re getting really good at getting our selves off by the end of the third week. We only did it when we were together and never realized until a little later that it was something most people did in private. It became our dirty little secret.”“Don’t forget to tell them about the night we were wrestling.” I reminded Cindy.“I’m getting to that. Now be quiet and let me tell it my own way. It was a Saturday night and both of our.