Maybe you should try 'Can I offer you something?' Oh, no, that doesn't work. Well maybe 'Here, I made them myself.' Er, well, you know, something else...that doesn't give the wrong impression." Good idea," she shot back. "While I'm passing out the snacks, maybe I'll just say 'Grab 'em while they're hot!'"We both cracked up. I was getting onto the game, finally. Hey, I may be slow, but I can be fun. She finally straightened back up. Needless to say, I had already straightened up, some, myself.As. When it finally ended, Cassie was all smiles, but her daughter still looked somewhat confused. "Mom . . .?" Hush now, dear," Cassie murmured, gazing into Kayla's eyes and caressing the teenager's cheek. "It's all right." They were kissing again then, a lengthy and passionate kiss that both women felt from the tops of their heads to the tips of their toes. "Everything's just as it should be, baby."That seemed to satisfy Kayla for the moment - or maybe she just decided there were better things. Roxie’s idea of the ‘Tucker Buttons’ had been brilliant. Cal added onto the thought of having stickers, too—and it hadn’t even dented the campaign budget.Cal drove to the Happy Hollow Park where he and Roxie arranged to meet after their evening campaign hours expired. He drove along the narrow road to the center of the park where there was an office and a community room. Roxie was waiting for him in front of it. He stopped and she opened the passenger door. She piled her materials on the back. There were a half dozen blank messages from a blocked number. I had a sneaky feeling who they were from. My apartment phone number was fully public, after all, and there aren’t that many Carleton A. Schummakker’s in St. Louis.As I microwaved a frozen meal, I wondered what she’d have to say – hell, I wondered what I’d have to say. I ran through all the repentant scenarios I felt were likely. I planned to tell her not to worry, that the video no longer existed, to wish her well and tell her I.