“It’s nice to see you again.Daphne Ward was a short, plump, round-faced nineteen year old with an infectious smile and a large bust barely contain...d by the traditional maid’s uniform she wore. Normally, she tried to always maintain the proper decorum, but felt herself on the verge of throwing her arms around the new arrival.Jacqueline felt no compunction about breaking traditions, and seeing the younger woman holding back, threw her own arms around Daphne’s stout form. As she hugged her, the. I would speak to her at least once a week, but gradually our time visiting decreased. Instead of spending an hour on the phone going over every detail our week, we'd spend 15 minutes hitting the highlights. By early November, I was glad we hadn't tried to continue dating — mostly because I was seriously involved with someone else by that point — The Ice Queen.By the time I took over the starter's job the first week of October, Kelly and I were well on our way.It started innocently enough —. The difficult one would be Shelly. I wasn't sure how to measure her abilities, but I would have to take a stab at it."When do you want to start?" Shelly asked."Tomorrow. We'll meet at the station at the usual time and start planning the closure and the work that needs to be done. The big thing will be pumps, signs and the new shop floor. The rest of the stuff is standard plumbing fixtures, lighting and handyman stuff. I'll be hiring painters to do the outside and inside." I guess it doesn't. ’ The seven of them made their way down the dimly lit dock to where the boats were tied up. Don and Lori lead the way followed by Ed, Janice, Carol, Terri then Mike. The night was very calm with a full moon bright in the sky and the sound of frogs and crickets could be heard coming from the nearby shore. At the pontoon Don helped Lori and Janice over the side rail so they wouldn’t trip. Ed followed behind them then turned around to help Carol and Terri over the side. Inside the cabin Don.