Karen had put me in the easy chair and cuddled in my lap.We talked about the wedding. Our mothers wanted more bridesmaids and groomsmen. I reminded Ka...en of Todd and Joanie, Paul’s brother and sister. Missus Mason said, “Is there anyone local you want involved Karen?”She smiled. “Other than you and Dad, no. I never developed any close bonds to people who are still here. There are a couple of girls but they are away at school. I didn’t even see their parents in church last time.“Dad, has. She babysitted me when I was a k** I would be watching her take showers while looking through her window,hiding in her closet while she would undress and she caught me everytime and never said a word to my parents and still offer to babysitt after that.Thats why I always had love for her.Anyways later after we talked she invited me iinside her house it still looked the same I was reminiscing the memories I had there she asked I was hungry and I said starving! she cooked up a bomb chicken pot. I quickly went to my neighbors to use his phone to try to get ahold of her to see if she has my phone. "Yeah you left it in the seat. I'm already at work so you'll have to get it tomorrow morning" she says. Damn! Damn! Damn! Talk about nervous! It's one thing to have a couple of naughty pictures in your phone, but 200? And all of feet?? I especially felt like that because of the response she gave me when I told her that im into feet...yeah she's done with me AND now everyone is gonna know that. It was the same issue as the one in her hand. “Oh, fudge,” she cried as she plopped down when she realized her mistake. “This is going to be a long flight for you with only me to talk to.” “I’m sure we can keep it interesting.” I said. Looking up at me she smiled and said, “Yeah, maybe we can keep it interesting.” She offered a delicate hand and said. I’m Abigail. You can call me Abby.” Still holding her hand I said, “And I’m Kenneth. You can call me Ken.” Abby giggled and my feeble stab.