Finally this year the doctor's cleared me to have a real summer vacation instead of months of poking prodding and testing in the hospital. So, my mom,...my twin sisters and I came straight down from the city and Gramma will be home early next week." Waif said, adding, "This was her annual trip to wine country, for the tastings."Brett laughed, "I know, she is bringing me two bottles of merlot I won in a poker game over the winter."Waif felt comfortable enough to un-wrap her towel from around her. ’Operator: ‘What is your location sir?’Paddy: ‘Outside number 28 Eucalyptus Street.’Operator: ‘How do you spell that sir?’Silence... (heavy breathing) and after a minute.Operator: ‘Are you there sir?’More heavy breathing and another minute later.Operator: ‘Sir, can you hear me?’This goes on for another few minutes until...Operator: ‘Sir, please answer me. Can you still hear me?’Paddy: ‘Yes, sorry bout dat ... I couldn’t spell eucalyptus, so I just dragged him round to number 3 Oak Street.A. Not the very, very top, but I am pleased to be still turning heads in the village.Off of my kitchen is a quiet, sedate and very private deck. It perches over an elaborately manicured English garden with a wading pool in the middle. The yard is surrounded by a stockade fence that is overgrown with thick ivy, and on the other side of the fence is a tall, thick hedge belonging to my neighbor.I like to sit naked on the deck in the morning, getting some of the morning sun before it gets too hot. And. I’d figured I’d just hang out, work on my tan, maybe meet some cute girls. Not lounge around the campsite with my folks, for sure.And here were two of my teachers!“Chris! What are you doing here?” Ms. Barton had laughed when we ran into each other on the path. “Holly -- Ms. Rennick, I mean -- and I are camping here, too.” The way she beamed, it was like Ms. Barton thought I was some sort of old-time friend. She was one of my favorite teachers, though. I’d heard her cheering in the stands when I.