”“Say, why don’t we go for a ride?” Liam suggests.“I’m done helping Mom out, but...”“I’ll finish it later,” he tells her.They pile...into her car and head out. It isn’t long before Liam is expressing his desire to touch her again.“I want you to touch me again too,” she agrees. “And more...”“More?”“Yeah.”“Like what?” he asks, having the feeling that he already knows.“I think you know,” she says, pulling the car off the road.“Where are we going?”“Someplace private,” she explains.A few minutes later. I’m thinking that if you want information on a legal issue, you’d best be talking to somebody who’s in the business.”Aaron was relieved. “Damn, I didn’t even think about legal aid. I’ll try to get by there tomorrow. Thanks for the tip.”“Sure thing. Uh, what kind of legal thing are you talking about, Aaron?”“Oh, it’s, um, my grandad’s will. I just need to make sure it’s still valid.”“What about your mom? Shouldn’t she be the one to look into something like that?”“Yeah, but, um, well she’s been. The house was there since my earliest memories. It was just outside of town and we’d see it whenever we drove along the road by the shore A big, old mansion. I later learned it was a Victorian style but as a little girl it was just a big, really big, old house with towers and attic windows and a Widow’s Walk high up over one of the enclosed porches. There was a high iron fence surrounding it and a big iron double gate across the driveway. The house was set some thirty yards back from the road. I woulda been kinda insulted if you hadn’t, Neal!”His mouth dropped open slightly. How many times had he acted out a scenario like this in his head, when Morgan Montgomery or one of her little pals would randomly run into him only to see that he wasn’t Neal the Seal anymore? The scenario where he’d get to leave one of those awful mean girls stupefied by the stud he’d become?But Morgan had gotten the drop on him, and didn’t seem fazed in the least by his transformation.As if reading his mind,.