There is room here for Samson, Felicity, James and Martha." What about you, Gramp? Where are you resting?" Just below you and Jessie. We've been close...in life and I don't want to be too far away in death. I'll be next anyway, so if you don't want to be near me that's up to you. Just make sure the journal that Cindy is writing is up to date. I wouldn't want to get lost in the shuffle." He grinned as he said this. Cindy and he had always been close to each other since the girls had stayed in the. "If that is the case, then why are we still sitting here?" I questioned.About that time another security guard showed up."What seems to be the problem Joe?" he asked."Nothing Frank, just some kids trying to sneak in without paying." He replied.At this point I'd had enough. I grabbed my phone and dialed and dialed Helen."Where are you? We really need those supplies." She blurted out before I could get a word in edgewise."Relax Helen we are down here at gate 13, but security won't let us. So I had a fewmoments of peace and quiet before what was to become the mostextraordinary, wonderful and eye-opening weekend I'd ever experienced.It had been a few years since we'd last met and she hadn't really changeda bit. The dramatic designer clothes were still very much in evidence andher style or finish, was as polished as I remembered. Her long nails wereimmaculate; her thick long hair was beautifully done while her make-upwas flawless.There wasn't the slightest trace remaining to. I could have talked to her about – no, I couldn’t. In all the time she and Dad were together, she never even thought about messing around on him. Is that what I’m doing? Messing around? I never said to George that I’d be in a committed relationship. We never made any vows or promises to each other. Is that the way it works? You move in with someone and one day, ten years later, you wake up and you might as well be married? What’s gonnna happen with all of us? This is just so scary. Her thoughts.