During those later years, Cory Lee Davis had been his mother’s best friend, despite the age difference between them. Rick wasn’t ever exactly sure...how much that difference was, but he guessed that Cory Lee had to be near fifty at least by now. In actuality, she had passed that milestone four years past.“Before you say anything,” Cory Lee said as she sat down on the other side of the booth, her own cup of coffee in hand, “I want to say how devastated I was when I got the news that your mom had. ” “Well, naturally men are going to look at you; you’re not only attractive but you dress well and you seem to be in good shape.” “Thank you for noticing. I’m Adele,” she said, extending her hand across the table. I shook her hand, which was very warm and soft in mine. “I’m Ben.” She pushed back from the table and stood, and her body amazed me. “Small talk having been completed, Ben, consider yourself selected and seduced. May we continue in your room, then?” I was astonished at her. After talking about it for a moment, we decided to leave the city. If there were still dog packs, we didn't want to meet them at night.We continued north. According to the map, it would allow us to travel along the coast, more or less. We were looking for a good place to stop for the night. We finally found a warehouse with high skylight windows, some broken. We broke up crates and pallets to give us firewood and closed the horses and ourselves up for the night. Because of our location, we were. Greetings aside, I asked him how the open house went, tofind out the only thing that had went well that day, was all the damncheap wine he'd drank dealing with non-buyers. The only reason he wasstill there was because he was trying to let his wine buzz go away. Welaughed a bit and he offered to give me the tour of the house, knowing Ihad cash available from his recent sale of my rental. Wine buzz or not,he is always looking to make a deal. It's probably why he was one of myarea's top.