I'm sorry. I'd give anything for you to come back to me and you can't."She began to cry."Ann," I spoke softly, "it's not that I don't want to try to g...t back. It's that at present there are too many unsaid things; too many mysteries in my mind."I'm with someone else who needs me. You won't see that but she does need me. I will not let her down. I can't sort out my feelings for you. Everyone is pushing me to just go back to the way we were. I can't. It's not that I won't, it's that I can't. I've. . But I have to end this ignorance!" Grant stated as he turned to Katelyn, and kissed her! The same way he kisses Kristin! They were trying to prove a point to Kristin. And by the time they were done, she'd be a totally different person. Katelyn was a tiny woman; easily 5 foot nothing, 100 pounds. But she was beautiful. She could pass for 21 even though she was in her thirties. They didn't hesitate, and quickly stripped each other of their clothing. Grant began licking and sucking all over. ”“A couple of girls, both from the Twin Cities. Both at MCAD. One’s studying architecture, the intellectual Janis calls her. The other, the impetuous one, works in clay, dances, and does these performance pieces, like street theater. The intellectual is this willowy blonde. The bouncy one is this petite redhead. And Janis, full figured, Mediterranean. She says they’re three of the same person. Mind, heart and soul. Different but together. Each part helping the other. Like the blonde is a health. Union law gives me the right to divorce myself from my parents. I am not sure how the legal status is with Uncle Sam being my legal guardian, now that you are bot alive and back.”Martha kept sighing. “I made terrible decisions and in a way, I am as guilty as Paul. I can not even begin to understand the emotional damage I caused to you over all those years.”“Maybe you can’t understand it, dear Martha.” The old man was suddenly awake. “Your father and your mother haven’t heard much of you and you.