You’ll see,” I said with a grin.We walked around the campus for about thirty minutes, before making our way back north to Doctor Barton’s house....Kara helped me carry the buggy up to the porch, and we rang the bell. Doctor Barton answered and let us in.“Happy birthday, Jessica!” He exclaimed, ushering us into their sitting room where coffee, a small cake, and a couple of presents were set out.“Thanks, Doctor Barton!” she said.Belinda, Fawn, and Gerry joined us and we sang Happy Birthday to. ‘Would it involve me changing my name?’ I smiled and reached into my pocket, withdrawing a small box, and opened the lid, revealing a ring. ‘Will you marry me, Penny?’ ‘Yes, you big lug, I will.’ And I slipped the ring on her finger. When I leaned to kiss her, she drew back. ‘I come with some extra baggage, you know that, don’t you?’ ‘If you are speaking of a ready-made family, I more than gladly accept that responsibility.’ She grinned and then we kissed. No, that’s wrong. We KISSED. When we. Your empathy combined with your caring personality could make you very good at this sort of thing. Something you should think about when career day comes around. Anyway I need to be going, more patients to see. I've got to get to them before some amateur gets there first and steals all my glory, glad to see you are OK." she winked at me then dived back out the room."You been playing therapist in your spare time?" asked Sarah."Kinda," I said, "There was this girl at school I sort of helped. She hasn't seen him in so long, doesn't want to think of him as "Sir" anymore. That was years ago, another lifetime, a different her. She is married now. She has moved on."Great," he says, taking off his overcoat and draping it across one arm. Underneath he is wearing a gray patterned suit jacket. Herringbone. The name of the pattern comes to her. If she knows the word, she must have learned it from him. He looks at her. "Well. Since you give haircuts, and I'd like a haircut, could we proceed.