This was pretty common due to my Grandfather getting older and my Grandmother being gone. He would visit him about once a month so he wouldn't be so l...nely. My Mom and I sat there eating dinner, she made my favorite mashed potatoes and gravy with home made biscuits, sliced ham and peas. Everything was as normal for a working class family, good meal, pleasant conversation. Later while watching a CSI rerun on tv she decided to head to bed. "Night hon, see you tomorrow. Glad you're back, even if. Dr Jakob’s assignment wasn’t going to do itself and besides, all I would get out of going out are some expensive drinks and constant teasing from my so-called ‘friends’“Why can’t you get a boyfriend?”“Your being too picky!”“Just dance with that guy over there, he’s kinda cute.”Sure Megan, he’s very good looking. Way out of my league. How do you even dance with someone you’ve never met anyway? They could be some serial killer for all I know! I may as well be using Tinder, probably have the same. The reality of the situation was slowly sinking in and he was starting to have difficulty handling his grief. Texas Jack had picked him up out of the gutter and gotten him off the rotgut. After a short stint riding around with Happy Harry, he’d come back to help Texas Jack run the Homeless hotel. He’d been dry for almost a year and was beginning to look forward to running a Homeless Hotel of his own. He wasn’t happy to have the responsibility placed on him in this fashion.“Damn, I liked him. He. 20, having quickly used the payphone in the hall to let Mum know I was safely there. I was sitting on an over-stuffed sofa near reception, glancing over the local evening paper, when two men in suits came in and asked for me; the receptionist pointed me out, I stood up, and they came over and introduced themselves. I remembered Dad’s advice and looked them in the eyes as I gave them a firm handshake and smiled. I was pleased to note that they did the same.“I’m Tom Stephens and this is Jim.