” “Yes and a woman need a social life outside of work. In addition, I would like grandchildren from my only offspring before I retire to a rocking...chair.” Selena rolled her eyes at the ordained speech about kids and marriage. At the ripe age of twenty-six, she did not see that foundation in her future. She pressed her foot on the gas pedal and proceeded through traffic. She looked both ways and then turned on her signal light. “Mother I...” A jolt from behind startled her. “Darn it... Mother I. ‘Jeff, I want you to meet my son, John Michael Anderson. John, this is Jeff.’ ‘Hi Jeff,’ John said through a yawn. Jeff reached over and touched John’s hand. ‘Hi John, it’s nice to meet you.’ Jeff turned back to me and smiled. ‘Boy, you’re full of surprises today. Well, I guess we’d better go in or we’ll have your mother out here thinking I ran off with the paper girl.’ Jeff laughed. Just then I heard the front door open. Turning towards it, I almost dropped John as I stared at my mother. She. She seemed a bit flushed and he was sure she was sure the tape was getting her turned on. "Yeah thanks," she answered. Craig passed it to her and after a few tokes passed it back and smiled. Craig quickly finished the rest off and got up out of his sofa. "Right let's go get my money then," he said as he stood up "Are you leaving your tele on?" she said as she led the way to Craig's door as she glanced back to see if he was following. Craig decided to have a little fun. "Well I wont be long and. I quickly learned I was the one that the other agents now looked to, the person who customers complained to, and the one who had to keep it together at all times. At twenty-two, I had people looking at me for everything at work and I felt overwhelmed. My husband was a caring and loving person, so when he heard I was having a less than perfect day he came in with lunch. As he walked in my phone rang; it was a customer of one of my agents. My agent had given wrong flight information, leading to.