"Yes, I did have dinner with Patrick and met the Kaylocks," Maryanswered. "I don't think they like me much." They don't like anybody but themselves. ...Not like me, I like everyone."She batted her overly made up eyes. "What can I get for you thismorning?" I'd like one egg over easy and toast with a glass of orange juiceplease."Elizabeth left to turn in the order. Mary noticed several people lookingat her. She smiled and nodded at them. Only a couple sitting in a boothby the window smiled. I don't see myself as a bad person. I'm just human. I make mistakes just like everyone else and I made a few during my life and during my marriage. The problem is that both Rick and his job put me under constant scrutiny.Those idiots don't realize it but Rick is not a cop. Rick is also not an agent specifically. Rick works for the secret service. He isn't one of those guys who are assigned to protect the president. He doesn't have that type of seniority. But he is well thought of and is. By that she meantthat I had to do my own shopping. Mom would come with me to guide me onwhat to buy but I had to do my actual shopping, in person. I now havequite a wardrobe.The first few times out were scary but I soon learned that people do notlook at every girl and think that she is really a boy in a dress. I think mom got as big a kick out of going out with her daughter as Igot going out with her as her daughter.Enough history...One fine spring day, a Monday, the start of a full week of. He twirled the ring around his finger and pulled it off. “I’m leaving her.” He said simply, before looking back at Lindsay. “Oh I’m sorry to hear that.” Kam stood, “Don’t be. You’re here now so my day just got a lot better!” He offered his hand to her and pulled her out of her chair. “Dinner?” He asked as he stood in front of her with her hand in his. “Yeah ok.” They drove in separate cars, and pulled into the restaurant just as the sun started to go down. They got a booth in the back of.