When I asked her how she got stuck doing this all day the smile she gave me melted my heart. She told me it made her feel good inside to help people a...d that I should try it. I stammered some lame line like, I’d try anything if I could do it with her. She said something about the next Sunday, I said OK, and then she said it’s a date then. This was how I ended up at a homeless shelter giving out soup when I could have been home watching football. What can I say, I loved it, she was so much fun. " And yours has been good?"I shrugged stupidly, "I've been to places I'd never dream of actually going to." So you've been curious but you haven't acted on your curiosity. Why?"I didn't like the direction this talk was taking: I was making way too many admissions and I was so off balance my logic sounded stupid. And then I got more stupid, "If real estate is location, location, location, sex is often opportunity, opportunity, opportunity." Then I compounded my stupidity, "I guess if you were. You had started school, Tim, so were gone from about eight until three-thirty each weekday. For the season, it was so delightfully warm with the sun shining. Your mother came out on your back patio and spread her work out to enjoy the day. I was off work that day and was clearing out flowerbeds for the winter.Oh, Tim, you would not believe how beautiful your mother looked that day. She had on a light floral dress, and her hair was loose and blowing a bit in the breeze. Working, not. ”“That will all be taken care of tomorrow. Don’t worry about it. Can I talk to my daughter please?”It was almost noon when we tied up at the Wormley Creek Marina. Our arrival was anticipated by a middle-aged man in a suit and a twentyish looking female who appeared to be wearing some type of athletic clothing. Skye waved at the couple as we debarked. It was obvious that she knew the lady well. We joined them at an outside table overlooking the docks.“Mister Graves, my name is Marshall and this.