I could feel myself flushing. It was the first time she'd touched me in days. When it was clear I had her permission, I nuzzled her hand and kissed th... palm. "Thank you," I whispered.***Had it really only been six months since everything changed between us? The days before I gave myself to her seemed so far away, so impossible. But the night it happened was unforgettable.It was the first day of summer and I'd been home all day. I'd been out of work for a month, ever since my landscaping. “Go.” Terry grumbled. “I’ll let you off the hook, this one time.”I got to work, five minutes early. My phone rang.“Mom. He’s taking a shower.” Stace reported.“How’s your dad?”“He’s up, but not happy. Terry told him to make me breakfast.”I imagined our nemesis cramming himself into our tiny stall of a shower. I feared his weight might crack the catch basin.She hung up before I could ask if she was all right. Of course she wasn’t, but a mother has to ask, no matter how stupid the situation.I. I hope you are having a wonderful holiday.”“I am indeed,” I reply, still looking in his eyes and smiling. I realize that we have yet to unlock hands. “Umm… if we don’t let go of each other soon, I may have to bring you along. That could be fun, but…” We loosen our grip, the two of us look sheepishly at Dane, and we all dissolve into laughter.As the three of us walk off the tennis court together, Dane invites Bryce to join us for drinks later that evening. The two men shake hands again as we. "For avoiding me for the last couple of days and making me wait almost two hours after I catch you in your office, all because you were dilly dallying, feeling apprehensive from seeing me after going around my back to take control over a matter I personally dealt with, and had yet to incorporate to the school, I, Don Dauch, greet twice, thrice and extremely impressed with school board's chairman's nerves". In a blink, Don's mannerism flared, and her tongue teased and stung as a spiteful.