Gaston then received the beating of his lifeas the drunkard hit him several times across the tavern. Gaston foundhimself stunned hanging onto the bar...to keep from falling. He turnedaround and steadied himself. He tried to punch at the drunkard butmissed each time. The drunkard punched Gaston to the chin sending him tothe floor.The tavern was silent as Gaston couldn't get back up. Even Lefou wasembarrassed by Gaston's weakness. The men who worshiped Gaston looked athim in shock. "Gaston?". Both parts of the set were extra firm, and that was really comfortable on my broken down body.I finally found the courage to get up and go to the bathroom. It wasn’t cold just chilly. After the bathroom, I heated the day old coffee in the worlds smallest microwave oven. I checked my email while I finished it off. Once the last of yesterdays coffee was in he microwave, I made the new days brew.Lucy had bought me the generic coffee maker and blended the coffee for me. She mixed Maxwell house. Lewis froze. He immediately knew what he wanted to do and was a little ashamed of it. It wouldn’t be right or fair to read his son’s emails. They were private and it would be an incredible invasion of that privacy to not even turn around and walk away. Yet Lewis stayed where he was. Lianne was not the only family member who didn’t talk to him about things that bothered her. If he was honest with himself he had no clue whatsoever as to what was going through his son’s head. It frightened him a. She was a good cook, far better than my wife, and she packed a mean broom. Everytime I watched her dust our porch or clean our driveway, I felt a pang of the impending loss when she would get married. I was going to miss my little girl terribly at that time.On the other hand, Poornima seemed to have no intention of curbing her ‘open’ attitude towards clothing around the house. It was quite a normal sight for me to see her in just her underwear and an apron puttering around the kitchen for.