He headed out of the toilets, I followed, and we made small talk for a couple of minutes as we walked along the busy main street of the town. Suddenly... the older guy stopped, produced a key, and the next thing I know is that we are stood in an unfurnished flat, looking over the main thoroughfare of the town, looking through shaded windows where we can see outside, but no-one can see inside!This started as something I wasn't sure I wanted. As this older gent came in and started stroking the back. .I was apprehensive. How would they receive me after so long an estrangement. What would happen in my first trip to my parent's after so many years was a mystery. How would my parents receive me? And you? Would they be willing to love their grandson? I was no longer the girl who had gone to study in the big city. Today I was a woman of sophistication; with different concerns and values than what they had taught me. Above all things I wondered: how were they? Had they aged well? How was their. I guess I learned a lesson today. Just because a parenting method worked for one child, it doesn’t mean it will work for all children. You kids remember that when you have your own.”“NOW who’s having us engaged?” I chuckled.“Aren’t you? You’re sitting there, holding hands, with Jocelyn acting like the supportive wife. You didn’t call Dale. Or Emmy. Or Tasha.”“Emmy’s upstairs with Liz.”“You are a crafty one, Mike. I can’t get too upset with you because my future daughter-in-law is acting as a. " Chris, how nice to see you." He noticed that Leslie was giving him a long hard stare, and he wondered what she saw. Did she trust him?While Shahia was writing in a book and talking to the other staff member about Maria's day, Leslie dragged Chris into the little staffroom."I guess it's no coincidence to see you here after your mum asked me about Shahia?" Uhh, no." I'm glad, you know; Shahia needs a friend."Chris shrugged. "I just hope I can help her."Leslie thought about that, and then said,.