I was surrounded by books. That doesn’t quite do my surroundings justice, really. Not dozens, not hundred, but an infinite amount, all stored on she...f after shelf in what appeared to be an endless library which answered my first question. “A library. But where?” “Does it matter?” A strange voice. I turned, staring at very average man dressed in a rumpled hounds-tooth coat and a mustard yellow tie. “Who are you? “Good question.” “Thanks you.” I said, feeling suddenly pleased with myself. After. ‘This boy’s white, right? And he did call you…’ ‘Five years ago!’ Bobbi protested. ‘You know your father,’ Maria said. ‘An elephant! Never forget nothing! Oh, except the anniversary. Or my birthday? That, that he forget all the time!’ Ch3 Manuel glared pure hatred as the boy pulled to a stop in front of the house. Bad enough his little Roberta wanted to go out on a date, and wanted to go out on a Friday night. Friday and Saturday nights were the busiest at the restaurant, she was sorely needed. We were leaving at the same time and ran into one another in the café. He said hello first and I about melted. He was even hotter up close! We introduced ourselves while we waited for our shakes. Heading for the door he asked if he could walk me to my car. I was a little taken aback but agreed it was a nice idea. He told me that he had been watching for the past few weeks and commented how impressed he was at how hard I work out. I thanked him and commented that he was looking pretty good. That was terrific! Was it good for you?” I asked her. “oh yes…better than good…it was great!” And she rolled over and gave me a big kiss. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and i felt ten years younger.A few days later, i came home early again, and just as i was pulling into my drive, margaret drove into her own driveway, and we waved at each other. I walked out to my mailbox to get the mail, and saw margaret starting to unload groceries from her car, so i went over to help. I grabbed the.