This time Shirley looked at me, looked away, then did a double take."My God!" she screamed.Carla looked at her bemused, not understanding her sister's...behaviour."It's Martin!" Shirley screamed again, the few other people in the shopall looked at us. "It's Martin!"Finally Carla looked at me more closely."That's incredible!" Her face wore the biggest smile I'd seen on hersince our wedding. "Martin, let me look at you, I can't believe it,it's...fantastic." Are you sure you can put up with me. .. half an hour.” Heather said, dodging the question.I wasn’t sure how Heather was going to swing this, but I knew she had a plan. I did as I was told. Took a nice hot shower, made sure I looked good in the mirror, did my hair, you know, normal stuff for a guy trying to impress a girl. I headed to my room and got on some swim trunks. I tried to prepare myself mentally for her, but I found myself a bit nervous. I came out of my room, clothed in swim trunks and a t-shirt, to hear them arguing. I. "Yes, I..."She cut him off."Shut the fuck up!! I don't want to hear your BS justification of yourdecision to defend that truck driver!"As she made the way to the highway, she fought against the bright blaze ofpain and pinprick of hate in her heart. She could go on to tell him aboutSara, the only person she had ever loved. She could tell him a tale ofthe medication that ruined her life, and the drunken man behind the wheelof the semi that had ended it. Oh, yes, Lisa could tell that story oflove,. “Thanks and for the record I like your dress. I will take you shopping for clothes in the morning. I did however, put something out for you on the bed. Special for you!” I smiled at her. I had laid a teddy I had bought for the ‘X’, and I thought she should have it. I thought it was a good color for her too, Pink. We drank wine, ate a delicious dinner and we talked up a storm. I saw that she was relaxed. I wanted to broach a new subject. “So are you enjoying your stay so far?” I paused, “I see.