If only I'd had them in high school, I think with a sigh.I undertake the process of selecting a gym with the same methodical planning with which I run...the business side of my company. I diligently search the internet and the phone book for all of the facilities within a 20-mile radius of my house, and visit each one in turn.Actually selecting the gym is a different story. I pride myself on my ability to walk into a house, spend ten minutes talking to a client, and sense immediately what it. She smiled, "don't worry mother, it was a little difficultto adjust, but after a while, it was kind of nice. In fact...!"her voice trailed off. Marya bit her lip as she watched her out of the corner of her eye."Because, honey, I know that even though your'e my only daughter,and we look so much alike, you aren't like me in many ways.I know I can be very, well, demanding, and um, forceful, and you,well, I don't think you could be like that, and if you tried, well, itwouldn't be you? . ”“Don’t know why you waste time with that old kook,” Peter grumbled, folding his paper. “Plenty of jobs out there that are far more respectable than babysitting old folks.”Suzy frowned at her husband. “Oh hush, I think it’s nice that Ben’s helping out that poor old man. Plus he’s always good about paying Ben for his time.”“He’s probably a perv, Mom,” Lucy snickered. “Probably gets a kick out of seeing Loser getting all sweaty doing odd jobs for him.”Ben just rolled his eyes. Mr Daniels had been. .coming from..the kitten shelter.Like...not fear...more like...unexpected surprise...curiosity...then itjust...dropped away. Oh Momma...something is happening."Sarah had her phone out, and was just beginning to dial, when it rang.She looked at the caller ID. It was Erika calling her."Erika...you're where? You mean...but so soon? Of course she is withme. No...I haven't told her anything. What do you mean? Oh, thosepeople. I will. Yes, I am activating the system now. No, don't.