.."As her words trailed off, Claude soothed "If wishes were horses, Beggars would ride; If wishes were fishes, We'd all have some fried.", he smiled a... her look of confusion, and went on. "An old proverb, but appropriate. The point is, wishing won't change the past. You need to look to the future. What's done, is done. I'm sure they would have been with you if they could." What I don't understand", I said, "is why we weren't with them then. Why didn't they take us with them?" Because they loved. The only man to ever turn me on was my father. Now, before you say anything, let me explain: My Dad and I had always had a strong relationship and once I turned 16, it seemed that it all began to change. He would give me lingering hugs, that would result in him getting a hard-on, or he would come and cuddle with me at night, his arms around me resting just under my breasts. I remember getting turned on, but not understanding what I was feeling. Growing up, it had been just my Dad and I, my Mom. Must be a lefty on the mound for the Blue Jays." Yeah. Wells." Who we got?" Arrojo. At least Offy is playing. Lewis is batting ninth."They were sitting in the Kelleher's living room-Peg, Jim, and Ellen, with Warren and Sophia. Warren's younger brother and sister had stayed outside. Sophia and Warren had turned on the Red Sox."You're a Sox fan, Sophia?" asked Jim."Big time," confirmed Sophia with a smile."She's the Fabulous Baseball Babe," quipped Warren, drawing laughter from the room."Yeah,. To my surprise my old buddy, James, found me sitting there about an hour later and decided to join me and we sat there and chatted for a long time. "I've been meaning to call you," he said to me, "but you're a hard person to find these days." "Yeah. I've been busy. I got my place all fixed up and settling in just fine." "When did you move?" "I guess it's been about six months now," I told him. We sat there in silence for a while, both of us nursing our drinks. He had a scotch and water and I.