"We could use some utensils, Michael," Catherine reminded me. So I hurried back for a third trip."This waiting on tables is tough work!" I thought to ...yself as I finally slid in beside them with my own cup of coffee. I wasn't that hungry because of my earlier breakfast, so I thought I'd just talk to them while they ate.Karla was surprised. "These are really good, Michael. Where did you learn to cook pancakes like this?" she asked. Without thinking I replied, "From my grandmother," I said with. "Hello Wilma, I hope I'm not too early," I said once I was close enough to talk."You are fine Lucy. Lucy meet my dad. Dad this is Lucy Avery our new model." She said it confidently."Hello Lucy, my name is Dennis. I have seen your processed images, and they are quite striking. Maybe not classically beautiful, but absolutely unforgettable." Thank you Sir," I said smiling. "Every woman loves a compliment. Even us old women love it." You aren't old my dear, I have a daughter almost your age. Don't. "You're Leon's grandkid?" Leon was an old man that took care of maintenance for many of the vacation homes in the area."Yeah, I'm here for the summer and he asked if I could help," she answered. "He's sorry he couldn't make the funeral, his arthritis is getting worse every year." That's okay, we got the card and flowers. Mom would have loved them," I replied. One thing I didn't want to dwell on was the accident that took my folks. "So how did you know I liked my coffee on the patio?" While we. I was working in my study which was a garden room extension. The second light of my life hovered in the doorway, the sun light making her gossamer light skirt disappear, making her legs a mere silhouette. I beckoned her in, I could sense the excitement, throbbing in her slim torso beneath a pale pink loose fitting tee-shirt.“So, fill me in please and don’t keep me in suspenders any longer,” I joked. That reminded me of the variation of stockings and belts I’d found in her grandmother’s bedroom..