As dad sat down he got his usual kiss from. I helped Amy sit down giving her, her first 'Spaghetti Dinner' kiss!"What did you two talk about while I w...s gone, Michael?" Amy asked."Work stuff, nothing important. I'm impressed that you were allowed into the kitchen with Mom. She usually insists on doing it all herself," I said."Now Michael, don't be like that?" mom said."Yes Michael," Amy concurred giving me a pout."Who was the last girl you brought over for dinner Clara ... or something like. He used to ask himself how she could ever have chosen a person like Mort, until she finally tossed him out on his ass. Now he truly wished he was twelve years younger and in better shape.Angie had finished dusting and moved out of view to the left. Coming once more into view she left the room turning out the light as she left.He rose then, taking his beer with him as he paused at the stereo and turned it off. Remembering how he'd never liked this type of music until he'd seen her shadow dancing. Chegley turned to Julia. "I should've been at the hospital 15 minutes ago. Blasted annual physicals. I'll do the once-over on this kid; here, you finish up the paperwork on Thompson and then come in and finish up -- hey, kid, what's your name?" Barnes -- Peter Barnes," the messenger said as he slipped into the room.Julia rushed through the examination forms, checking off all the boxes and making a couple of copies for personnel and their own files. Just as she finished, Dr. Chegley came flying. She's gotten a little cool on the idea of continuing negotiations. I suggest that you respond with a direct declaration of your interest in arranging a merger with Karen."Jared smiled at Mercedes before turning his full attention to Karen. Thinking about how everyone mentioned children, he said, "I fear that we were delayed because I kept imagining you and I growing old together surrounded by a dozen children and a hundred grandchildren. It made reading the contract rather difficult."Timmy.