My boyfriend's eyes practically popped out of his head when he saw me. I answered the door wearing a very slinky dress I'd found at Heathrow waiting f...r my flight home. It was royal blue and I'd paid too much, but it was beautiful and it had a bust line that plunged to my navel. It revealed exactly the flatness of my chest.The saleswoman, an older lady, prim and proper and oh so British, had tried to talk me out of it. She was very sad, asking me if it had been cancer. I told her yes. It was. When I got Ash alone I asked, “Why is she important enough for Marcy to call with her hat in hand?”“She is having an affair with Deacon,” Ash said.“Oh shit, is he coming to visit her,” I asked.“Just to drop in. He won’t be staying,” she explained.“It’s hunting season. The cabins were booked by people before anyone could have known she was here. I won’t be taking any bookings until she leaves,” I promised. “MY nephew John and one of his girlfriends might be here Saturday night. It keeps him from. Still, my aunt Lisa was very sad. She was 37 at the time, and I thought she had always been pretty. She was my mom's youngest sister, but didn't look anything like my mom. Mom was fairer but my aunt had olive skin and dark hair. Still, you could tell they were sisters. When my aunt was younger she was a model. That is where my uncle found her and from what I understood, they were happy with each other. I told my aunt that I thought my uncle was stupid for leaving such a pretty lady. My aunt. How dumb can you get?A simple greeting and I'm left stood there like a rabbit waiting to be run over.In my defence, I'd like to point out that generally the girls in the class and probably half the blokes ignore me on any given day. To suddenly be greeted like that is a bit of a shock.I know it's not much of a defence but it's the best I can come up with.As if that wasn't bad enough I had to suffer the two of them constantly glancing at me and then dropping their heads for a giggling fit. They.