I’ll check out and pay up and have a bite of lunch. I should be on my way by one, so I should be seeing Cat by mid afternoon.”Richard was greeted ...ith “God, you’re brown.”“Working outdoors does that.”“And you look real good!”“Thank you, I note that your hair’s shorter but you’re bigger up top.”“You’re my brother; you’re not supposed to look. Can I help you unpack?”“Not much to unpack. Just work clothes. Anyhow, when I stop looking I’ll be dead.”“No dress stuff? What if we go out?”“I hope we. She is wearing a pair of blue cotton track pants, a light sweatshirt and sneakers. It’s hardly the most common garb to go clubbing in, which makes you curious as to her story. She is not what you might consider classically pretty, but then she’s hardly at her best right now. Her light brown hair is tied back in a long loose ponytail. As a single guy, you find the most attractive aspect of this stranger to be her tight, very athletic figure. Hoping not to startle her, you gently shake her. ”Now I was 22, halfway through university. Ava was 76, and magically had hardly changed at all, outwardly at least. She kissed me at the airport, as if nothing had changed.She was thin and delicate, so vulnerable and precious. I still loved her, I was crazy about her. I didn’t want to be, but I couldn’t deny my feelings either. I held her and kissed her mouth, hoping I could win her back. Were we still lovers or not? As before, I was aware of incredulous stares of people who saw an old woman. She said she had been over to the court house arguing some motions this morning that she had filed on a case that was due to go to trial next week unless the case settled. She thought her demand in the case would be met but probably not till the day of the trial. She had to be prepared for trial just in case the case didn't settle."Enough about me, you are supposed to tell me about your firm's funds and why I should include them in our 401K."Ron explained about the funds they offered.