There were a couple of cute dresses on sale. She couldn't spend too much, but Liz was right she needed to treat herself just a little bit. She was goi...g to take her sister's advice and get herself some new lingerie too. She needed a smart little set; everything she had was old and a bit worn. Perfect. If she could find a dress tomorrow, she could wear it again to the reunion.After an email to Lou, some dress shopping and looking for a new recipe for the bakery, Mary was done for the night. She. More complaints than ever, and it was getting worse. His body felt so creaky and old, he couldn't stand it.He shuffled down the row, and came to his familiar spot. The low gray stone said, "Sarah Conners b. 1900 d. 1960". There were a few dried up flowers scattered around it, plus some weeds stubbornly growing in the Autumn soil.He sighed and said, "It's an endless job, isn't it? Well, we can't stop Time, can we?". Bracing himself on the gravestone, he dropped his cane and lowered himself. " Nguyen crouched down in front of thebench. He pressed the baby's belly button.Drake puked on him. Projectile vomit. Squarely on Nguyen's chest.Kinny snickered. "I think you pressed the eject button, not the offswitch. Try again?" No." Nguyen stood. He pulled his shirt by the selvage, trying to keepvomit from soaking through to his chest. "I'm convinced. That's a realbaby." Here." Kinny rooted around in the diaper bag. He handed Nguyen a minibottle of Body Gargle."Feminine wash?" It's the only. Her smile makes me melt.“It doesn’t matter because I am here with you,” I responded and then leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.“That was such a bad pick up line,” she said with a soft giggle.I turned and looked at her. “I don’t need a pick up line,” I said with a smirk. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Ok, yes, I don’t want to be here,” I admitted with a faint laugh.We looked at each other for about half a second and then with a whisper she said, “I will make it worth it.”I.