I said I would skip classes on Wednesday to make it a five day visit. Mom and dad were glad to see me and asked about the girls. Molly called that ni...ht and asked if I had a good flight. I thought the call a little strange. Concerned, I decided to catch a flight back the next morning. I sat on a park bench opposite our apartment. About four o’clock two guys walked out, laughing and carrying on. What was this? I went to a local cafe within sight of our door. A couple of hours later the same. He wasn’t sure what he wanted, but as his stomach was growling he knew that he needed something. Grabbing a gallon container of premium orange juice from its place in the door, he shook it then unscrewed the cap. Placing it to his mouth, he tipped it back and took a long drink, first looking around to make sure nobody would see him. He could hear his mother chastising him for not using a glass also. Taking his High School letterman’s jacket from the hall closet, he went out the door into his. One coffee wouldn’t hurt, and he seem like he wouldn’t cause any problems. What was she thinking? She didn’t do this kind of stuff. She didn’t know this guy, and who know who he is. She’d never seen him around, but she found herself accepting.“Sure.” She agreed pushing her hair out of her face.“Great. How about I follow you to your apartment so that you can drop your car off, and when we’re done I can just give you a ride home.” He said pointing to a silver Mercedes-Benzes.“I can just meet you. Vargas, having contributed as much semen to the purpose of profligate procreation as prudently possible, attempted to extricate himself from the bookstore with his clothes on -- fighting off a gaggle of suburban matrons caught up in the frenzy. At that moment, however, the manager of the bookstore was moved to begin reading from her favorite passages of "Judith and Me" on the bookstore's public address system, arousing the astonished onlookers even more.By coincidence, word spread to a.