Food service was soon to become my first love. It kept me off the streets and out of the kind of trouble that teenager boys usually find themselves in...People that worked for my uncle could eat in the restaurant for free. A few I recognized from home, but most of them were men I only recognized by their hard looks and dead eyes. I was never introduced to them, but they all knew my name. A few of the older ones said that they knew my father, usually followed by, "He was a Good Man."One day one of. Tom followed her out, dragged another chaise over next to Sandy's, dropped off a few things, andthen dove into the pool. We eventually introduced ourselves, and started to chat. Apparently, theyhad both decided to take a few days off, and had dropped their only child (a son) at Tom's parents house to spend some time alone relaxing. We took note that the women had started chatting, andTom asked me how old Cindy was. When I told him she was over 40, he was visibly stunned, andtold me I was a. "But you promised! And I won't tell even if you do, Uncle Alan," she replied squeezing his hand."If I do and it's still very much an if, I'll try to be gentle with you, Abi, and if you want me to stop I will," Alan replied already realising that his resolve had weakened in the face of Abi's young charm and determination."Alright, Uncle Alan," Abi replied with a beaming smile.Alan continued to hold Abi's hand, until after a few minutes they reached the village store and he stepped inside to get. .. Ooops! Sorry! I shouldn't be so crude. Anyway, some time during the evening I'll for sure want to talk to my date, and I'm not sure any of them would have anything to say." Mother and daughter were both struck speechless at what they had just heard, but Trish managed to stammer out an acceptance.The three discussed timing and transportation options. When the door closed behind the departing Terry, mother and daughter looked at each other, squealed, and fell into each others' arms, hopping.