Find my gate.There's no many people here, just me and 20 something women, their age seem to range from 18 to 26 and they are beautiful. All of them we...ring summer dresses in various colors, I overhear them talk about which bands they'll see. They are going to the Summer Music Festival!After 30 minutes of working up the courage to talk to them the announcement is made, I board the plane last, they are all sitting up front of the plane, and I further back."Maybe if I put up my tent close to. Or you talk to him and see where it goes from there. If you still shut him down after, then maybe he'll stop and leave you alone."Brooke was thinking about it. "Okay ... okay..." And maybe, you let him talk to you and you just might find he's not so bad. You might even get back together."Brooke whirled on me. "And what makes you think I'd ever get back together with that lying, cheating bastard?"I smiled softly. "Because inside, you still like him." WHAT?" Brooke thundered.I thought back to my. The problem, as I’d identified the previous Summer, was that she had two years before she even graduated High School and if she planned to go to college, that meant six more years before we could even consider marrying. If she didn’t plan to go to college, I wasn’t sure we could afford to marry. No matter what she wanted, I had to think about the practical considerations.The question about how I felt about her was complicated. She’d been the object of my desire for so long that I couldn’t be. (The dark coloration that Hanna especially preferred.) He was somewhat older than either Hanna or I (he was 39 at the time), but he had already fathered three other babies, so it was obvious that he had the 'credentials' for fathering a baby that we were very interested in having.Now, four months later, back in Poland, going to work everyday; getting back into those daily routines that comprise much our lives, I can suddenly stop, wherever I am, and whatever I am doing, and I can instantly.