Why am I doing this amount of back story detail here, because it is part of the journey. It shows the maturing relationship between Carlos and me that...came from working closely together toward our mutual goal and then getting there. It was about then that I met Mariana, Carlos’ wife. Theirs was an arranged marriage as had been done for generations of Carlos’ family. She had been born and raised in Seville, Spain, and came from a wealthy and respected family known to Carlos’ parents. I will say. The old trees are large with wide, outreaching branches. The air in the wood, out of the direct sun, is a bit cooler, but still a very welcome feeling. I can't help but smile. Suddenly, beyond the next few trees, just off the path, I hear the sound of a man heavily breathing. I wonder if it's the same couple I saw on the bench, looking for a more private area to finish. If it is, I don't wish to interrupt a second time, but my curiosity is screaming at me to at least walk by to look.As I. He even gave her the VIP tour of the FAB and offices. They both had to change into sterile clothing and wear a shower- cap type of head covering to go into the FAB area. It was only a week later that Michael had received the invitation to the mountain home. And both of them were impressed by the magnificence of the place. It turned out that Mr. Hanson owned over 1500 acres and about 17 out buildings, as well as the 10,000-sq. ft. main house. Andrea wasn't surprised that Michael was too tired to. "No thanks to you, you're sister is fine now. My father saved her. He used love to accomplish in ten minutes what therapists couldn't get done in two weeks. I'll tell you the same thing you told your mother when she wouldn't go to Sara. Do you remember what you said to her? I do. You told her you loved her, but you didn't like her very much right then. Well, I don't like you very much right now, either, bubba. I don't want you to touch me. I don't want you to speak with me, and I sure as hell.