John reached over and laid his paw on them. There was no reaction from Mom.By the time halftime came around, Sara and Mary were including Chris in the...r conversation. I don't think any of them was paying attention to the game. Not that it was that interesting. We were behind 21 - 0 when John held out a couple of twenties and asked who wanted to go to the snack bar. Mary looked pointedly at Sara. I saw her swallow, then ask Chris if he wanted to go with her. He jumped at the chance. Quietly, so. They didn't comment, of course. Their wives were there with them. They weren't stupid enough to say something in mixed company. Susan, however, not only noticed her but felt obliged to comment on Lucy's choice of attire. "Would you look at that, Frank?" she whispered to me as she nudged me to get my attention. "That woman must be a hooker or something, the way she's dressed. Good Lord, her boobs are about to fall out of that cheap dress she's wearing. I wonder if she's here waiting for her. Analise lightly brushed Allison's cheek with the back of her hand. "You don't need to worry. I think it's a beautiful thing. Most girls don't find what you've found at such a young age. It's not your fault that you've found it with Abigail's husband." That comment opened the gates, and Allison could no longer keep the emotion back. The tears started to flow down Allison's checks and fall to her breasts. Analise continued to caress Allison's cheek and hair. She leaned forward and kissed. The campus shuttle goes there." Gerry wondered."I've been there a couple times. How about 2:30 or so?"Gerry agreed to the time and they said their goodbyes, tempered by the fact they would see each other at practice after classes on Monday.As the clock ticked toward 11 pm Sunday evening Coach Winslow was just finishing some strategy work in his study when Meg came to the door, leaned on the jamb and watched him for a minute before speaking."Can you finish that in the morning? I've got my lesson.