Both my oldest boy and my nephew were away at college. The painkillers the hospital had given Carlos made it easy to put the groggy boy down. The fact...Candy Too the Doberman was with him sealed the deal. I was still worried we could not contact Carlos' mother, and I was major league pissed my son Frankie was still not picking up his cell.It was in that state of mind I answered the phone when I saw Frankie's name on my mobile phone display."Frankie, you better get some tin cans and a ball of. We went to the restaurant I had in mind and ate. The conversation was light, like a father and his daughter and I was able to get Danni to laugh a bit, which was a good thing. After dinner we left to go to a movie. I stopped at a liquor store and bought some sweet wine coolers. I gave Danni one and whispered it was our secret. She winked back at me, and said `OK' in a conspiratorial tone and started to drink the intoxicating beverage. I didn't want her to get drunk, as I wasn't sure I could. Those unblinking eyes followed us as wedescended the stairs."Mein F?hrer?" I said when we reached him, puzzled as to why he wasn'tat the church."Forgive me fraulein, but von Rumstahl family tradition in thesematters follows the English model, and in that model the bride walksdown the aisle on the arm of her father. You are an orphan, so I wouldbe honoured if you would let me walk you down the aisle." O..of course," I said, "the honour would be mine.He offered me his arm and led me outside to. There were beautiful wigs and the most exquisite of highheeled shoes.Everything a glamorous young society miss could possibly desire andmore. On top of that, aunty spent hours and hours instructing me howto walk, talk and in all aspects behave like the ultra femininedebutante she wanted me to portray. I would elegantly mince around herapartment in the highest of heels untill it became second nature. Inthe end, when my calve muscles had adjusted to them it actually becamea chore 'not' to wear.