And nylons. Grace!?!I leapt to my feet.The noise commenced but this time it was "No..." "Can't be..." "Impossible" "That impudent rascal..."She offere... her hand and the noise shifted to an inhalation of breath that I swear was going to suck the windows out of the dining room.I took her hand and led her to Mrs. Sorenson."Mrs. Sorensen allow me to introduce Miss Grace Austin, my sister. Grace, I make you known to Mrs. Sorensen, and her daughters Brynhildr and Gretchen. Niels, you already know.. It was receding backwards from his forehead, nonetheless. He wore glasses when he was reading the menu.The lunch counter was empty. George chose a place right in the center of it, just like Roxie predicted he would. She was right there waiting for him. When he sat down she picked up her pad.“Hi George, what’ll it be?”She handed him a menu but he set it aside.“Start me with a cup of decaf,” he answered. “I guess I’ll have a grilled cheese and tomato sandwich.”Roxie scratched the order on her pad. " Right," I agreed."So it's down to you, I'll get their details sent round." he says."What do you mean down to me?" I asks."Clearing the streets of Pedos," he says."It ain't my job!" I says."Ah well," he says, "Not a job but there's a bloke offering ten thousand a throw for every Pedo bollocked." he says, "Of course there's commission, ten per cent each for Tony and me but it's a nice little earner." Christ," I says."Your mate Al's up for it," he says, "You better watch out or he'll have your. Slowly, she realized there was a very slim chance she would ever find him again. She didn’t know his name, and they hadn’t spoken a single word to each other. This was like the erotic fiction she enjoyed reading, she thought as she smiled to herself.High on the feelingMelissa walked back to the train platform. She had to wait only a couple minutes for the next outbound train to take her home. When she got off the train at her stop, it was almost dusk. When she got out of her seat she felt her.