” She looked defeated “Yeah, alright see you Monday night you are closing see you at 3pm.” “You got it.” I said with a stupid grin. Most of...the time I would gripe but, this gave me three and a half days to trip and recover. After a quick stop for food and water I dumped everything in the kitchen and jumped in the shower. I wolfed down a plate of heated up frozen whatever, honestly no idea what it was. I moved the coffee table to the side of the room and the sofa back against the wall. Maybe I. I asked Angel about herself and whether there was anyone partner in her life at the moment."No," she said, "my mother is a bit over protective of me since she and dad split up, so I don't get the freedom I want. Don't get me wrong, mum's not oppressive but the idea of me getting a good fuck without her knowing or at least finding out and giving me a hard time about education and responsibility and unwanted pregnancy and all that jazz, just doesn't seem possible."She seemed to stop abruptly,. They were having to push themselves hard to keep up with me, so even before we reached the turnaround I said, "Wait for me here, and I'll go to the turnaround and back here alone." They readily agreed, and even walked slowly back to the car, to reduce the distance they'd have to run when I got back to them.I completed the turnaround and was soon back with them. As we ran to the car, Ava remarked, "I can't believe you're doing this." You're just going to have to believe it. I don't want to miss. Hehas a potential wife on his side, will maybe marry her in the next year,and own a winery in the near future. Not that kind of stuff a teen does."Good question,," he finally replies, "you're right, I'm not an Ollieanymore, I should call myself Oliver. My parents do this already, and Ishould start it too."Oliver walks over to the bathroom. He washes his face and cleans histeeth, as he notices Nathalia finishing her task. She walks over to theguest room, and a thought flashed through Oliver's.