I got two smaller bowls down and spoons while she watched the food going round and round through the glass in the door.She turned around suddenly."Wha... are we going to do when Mom and Dad get home?"I shrugged. "Be happy?" About us, you dolt," she said.The microwave dinged and she took the food out. Then, as if she hadn't said a freaking word, she dished it out and sat down to eat."Robbie... ?" I said."Not now. Gramps might hear us."She acted like she'd been snorting cocaine all day. Gramps must. I know how you feel about me. Deanna told me,” I told her, kissing her softly on the lips, much to her shock.“But ... you ... you married her! You love her, not me,” Erin tried to make sense of this.“No, I love her AND you. There’s a difference, sis. I like both of you very much. We can all win here. We can all have what we want,” I assured her, not mentioning yet that I wasn’t sure if Deanna and I would last ... that was a problem for another day, and with two babies on the way, I was in no. "Someone said you were alone." Well, he was sober. At least she wouldn't smell of cheap booze in the morning…not that she was planning on spending enough time with this gorgeous stranger to pick up any smell. Speaking of smell, that was fantastic cologne."I'm actually waiting for a few people, gotta make sure they get home tonight."Gee, that was witty. Maybe she'd pull out a bottle of wine later and drink herself into a stupor in the safety of her own kitchen to forget this. He was still. .. yadda, yadda.When Vanessa could get a word in, she said, "I think it should be easy to get your school to build a small glass-walled office in the back of a classroom for you. A six-screen computer system could be set up in it and the teachers would come to your room rather than you go to them. It's been a long time since I watched school lessons being taught, but I imagine that's doable?" Ahh. It's not normally done that way, but I guess it could most of the time. The teachers have.