We can cuddle a little, instead,” she replied with an awkward smile while hitting the sofa seat suggestively a couple of times.She looked at me warm...y then, trying to make me feel better. I put my pants back on and sat down. She then put her head on my shoulder. We started watching House Of Cards. I could not focus on the show and wondered if she could? What was she thinking? I didn't ask her anything else that evening. Instead, we saw two episodes and went to bed. There I gave her a kiss. She. ‘ Exactly, what was wrong with my car?’ ‘Well .. uh .. I guess a wire slipped loose while you were driving, and the electrical went out, just like you guessed.’ ‘ You know, Larry, I check my car every month and the connection you fixed COULDN’T come loose, unless some one tinkered with it. Maybe to get a chance to see me.. maybe thinking that car repair is the way to a girl’s heart … maybe stranding me out here in the heat .. maybe… huh …. maybe?’ The mechanic’s eyes darted around the van,. He had believed it. At least, at first. And, maybe, the tradition had brought him and his daughter even closer together. But, now...His wife entered the room."What is it, Mark?" He handed her the letter."She's gone. I should have taken her." But, Mark!" No but!"Turning, Mark stepped up to his wife of five months and took both hands in his. Her eyes widened at the seriousness of his expression. He had rarely put his foot down on anything, had not needed to. Their wants and needs had meshed so. “Father.”“Amélie.”She held him tight.“I’m sorry, Father. For everything.”She felt him squeeze her.“No. Amélie. You have nothing to be sorry for.”He released her and looked from her to Gérard.“Nothing at all. I was wrong. You were right to do what you did to free Antoine.”Over his shoulder she saw Grace nod. When Father released Amélie Grace approached and enfolded her in her arms. Amélie felt her strength and, as with Father, she felt wet drops on her cheek. Grace kissed her on the mouth. That.