George! George club meeting!It’s our friends, sitting on the edge of the one of the beds.Come over, they wave.We walk over hand in hand.Hi guys, wha...’s up?We’re just enjoying the night, says George.Yeah, not much to enjoy in the days, says Dave.You aren’t loving this, asks Rebecca.Becky, there’s nothing to love. Dave and George both laugh at this and I smile.Maybe you guys should move over to one of the resorts with more singles.George looks at me.We might ... we might. It’s just so much work.. “Of course, all men are supposed to know how to make love. How stupid of me to think otherwise. Of course, all men are supposed to know how to play baseball. Neither of them is fully developed in a man unless he has had a chance to learn the proper skills. I’m equating knowing how to do something with being good at it and that not knowing also means that one is not good at it.”“I’m not sure.”“Suppose that how quickly Davie was able to learn baseball from me was a measure of his love for me. I. His son was to be married to a girl of the same village with whom he was in love with. The family of the girl had refused the boy because of his unmarried younger sister. They wished for her to be married first and wouldn’t let the marriage take place unless her’s was already done. Dewan uncle’s son had warned his father that if his marriage wouldn’t take place in the next 15 days he would kill himself. Hearing this Dewan uncle who was finding it very hard to find a boy for his daughter decided. I didn’t know you still dressed up for Halloween.”“May be getting older but I’ve always loved dressing up, holiday or not. It just gives me a reason. Judging by the way you are looking at me, you like my sexy vampire outfit.”“I was wondering what you were. Ah, okay, I see the fangs now. Yeah, you look great.” For nearly three hours, kids lined up in droves to get a butterfinger or crunch bar. It seemed every time she sat down, the door bell rang again. A few older boys even hit on her, one.