"“When you get your stuff together, I’ll drive you home.”“Okay. I’ll only be a minute.”- - - - -I walked Suzy to her door and we had that ...wkward moment. I wanted so badly to put my arms around her and kiss her goodnight but didn’t dare. Then she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.“Goodnight, Bill. I enjoyed modeling for you.”“Oh, the joy was all mine. The camera loves you.” I thought, “And I’m beginning to.”“You’re sweet to say that. Goodnight.”“Goodnight. Can we shoot again tomorrow night?. " We can pay for it between your house and my business. You never would have had your home if is wasn't for your parents so they already contributed." Are we having a church wedding? Will we ask your dad to marry us?" No. No."Rachel laughs, "That was simple. I agree. How about we ask Sonya's pastor?" I'm not to keen on him either, but I don't have an alternative." I have a girlfriend that just got ordained." Sounds good to me. I want Jeff as my best man, with my brother and Fred as. ”“Oh, sweetie. That’s so romantic. One day you’re going to make some woman, another woman, very happy.”“I just want you to be happy, Mom.” Yeah, and I wanted one last chance to make her especially happy.Mom gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll give you a nice big kiss later,” she promised. She turned to leave.“Mom?”She turned back to face me, half way to the door, wearing a quizzical expression.“Why don’t you save that kiss for tomorrow,” I suggested in a lowered voice. “You guys should. I parked my vehicle on one of the side streets and headed for the center of town.The first booth that I came to sold homemade creampuffs. This was a special treat that my mother had made and it was one of my favorites. I bought one and headed up the street. It was not as good as mom's, but it still brought back many fond memories. Mom would fill them with either whipped cream or pudding. She would ask me which one I wanted. I could never decide. They were both equally as good.The festival.