Mr. Johnson is my father and what my employees call me. And I would certainly know if you were one of my employees. He took my hand and kissed it gent...y. I felt him inhaling my scent, and I smiled. May I have my hand back? I looked over at him with a coy smile and flirty eyes. May I have this dance? he stared back into my innocent looking dusty blue/grey eyes awaiting my response. I nodded, walking behind him as he led me to the dance floor still holding onto my hand. Everyone was watching. It had been four years since she first went away to school. She had done exceptionally well. Now she was starting her Master’s program and had already completed some graduate courses. She had also met a young man and they were already making plans for their future lives together. Jim was both happy for her and more deeply depressed than ever; he was losing his little girl.“Dad, I’m worried about you. It’s been nearly five years since Mom died. You have to find someone to share your life with;. He wonders, Who cares if they catch a bug. Besides, what bug do I have? Before long, they meet seven girls on the path. Each one bubbles over, Hi Tiger! We were waiting for you. Then they each add, Hi Grandma and Grandpa. No one add the greats when addressing great grandparents. Nor do they call someone their own age, great uncle, which Centiger is to each of them, with varying number of greats. Adam and Eve know each of these good girlfriends of their son. They know all their grandchildren,. It looked like any other house built in the past twenty years, complete with the vinyl siding. The only difference, the lack of any sort of decorations on the outside. They had covered all of the windows, but light still crept out from around the edges. The unmistakable sound of a full house of college-aged party goers greeted us. For a Friday night when most of the country was out having a romantic dinner, the house was full. Judging by the way most of the men in the house looked at it, most.