’s legs briefly when we went in the water at the beach – typical Jap. girls they just rolled up their jeans and waded into the ocean up to their k...ees. I had always regretted not getting to see more. I was soaking this up.At midnight the restaurant was closing. We got the bill. My wife paid. At some point she suggested they all sing Happy Birthday again. I thought we would all be leaving after that. I wanted to know how M. and R. got here or where they would be staying but was too drunk by then. I was about to say something when I felt it again and I quickly looked under the table to see a huge yellow tabby rubbing against my leg, until I startled it and it took off running.“Well for a shy guy you do seem to attract some pretty big pussies.”The women all giggled at Tasha’s comment, even Diana, while I actually blushed.When we finished dinner, we all pitched in to clean up before returning to the table to play ‘Scrabble’. I found that the women were all very smart, they all had great. .. Beneath were these words:When I saw about Living On Land and poems and read your stuff I thought you would understand so I sent you this, only it's not fiction it's real so don't publish my name or email PLEASE!Intrigued, and wishing to publish the poem – it fitted our name perfectly – I wrote back saying: Of course I won't, but can you give me a name of some kind, a nom-de-plume, something to identify you?He wrote: Alright, use Wendy. When we were little, my sister insisted on being called. She says she intends to run for mayor of Philly someday, and I believe her.She’s been a frequent guest of ours in Boston, and we’ve made many trips to Philadelphia to visit. Our kids call her “Aunt Hannah,” and she’s been a huge part of their lives. We’ve vacationed together, Hannah sometimes bringing a boyfriend, more often not. When she’s single, she shares our bed with us. Riley’s vow that we wouldn’t sleep with Hannah any longer after our wedding lasted about a year, until a drunken night.