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Planning spring break on the beach.

She appeared to relax a little as I proffered a sincere apology.

"I suppose," she said when I finished, "I thought you had sort of forgotten about me. Not that I expected anything... I was just sort of hoping... Oh, I don't know..."

"That I would ask you out for a nice dinner as repayment?" I grinned. "That was my intent all along." We made plans to go to a very nice seafood house in town that evening.

Dinner was nice. I got to know more about her - she was divorced, no kids, older than I originally thought by a few years (she was almost thirty) - and I told her about the years I had spent with Rachel. It was a good time.

Throughout the meal, especially when I was talking about Rachel, I felt stirrings of nostalgia. Here I was with a gorgeous woman, having a pleasant evening out. Sex had not been a priority with me for so long, I had actually made the date without even thinking in that vein.

The longer we talked, the more I began to take stock of her. I had not noticed, but her breasts were small and very pert. Her hips were wide, though she was by no means fat. She was, I had to admit, sexy. My libido was awake.

We returned at about 8pm, and she accepted an invitation to have a glass of wine with me. I poured a Chardonnay apiece. We sat on the couch, and before anything else could happen the phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey, Daddo!" came a familiar voice. We talked for a few minutes. She outlined a lot of the things she had been doing. While she chattered, I held my hand to the mouthpiece and mouthed, "It's Bonnie." I made a yak-yak-yak motion with my hand, and Rebecca smothered a giggle; then she made a 'hello' wave.

Before Bonnie melted the phone, I said, "Slow down, kiddo. Write a letter. Remember them there thingies? A letttt-tter! Now, there's someone else here who wants to say hello."

I handed the phone to Rebecca, who said, "There must be a Bonnie on the other end of this phone!" She giggled; and from the way the giggling continued for the next few minutes, not to mention the low voices and back-turned to-me snippets, there must have been some serious girl talk going on.

Eventually I got the phone back, and Bonnie said, "Luv ya, Daddo. Gotta go! Hey, wait!" she called before I hung up.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Doofus me almost forgot, Grampa wants to talk to you," she said. She held the phone away from her mouth, and called, "Grammmmpa!"

I covered the mouthpiece and said, "Another short conversation is about to happen," and grimaced an apology.

"It's okay," she replied, "I'll go to the little girls' room," and left the sofa.

About that time, Rachel's father Frank picked up.

"Jeff?" he boomed, as always, "how you feelin'?"

I laughed. "Great, Frank," I replied.

"Look," he said, cutting to the chase as was his wont, "we've had a little excitement here, and we'd like to know if Bonnie could stay another few weeks."

"Now, Frank," I said, "how do I say 'yes' to that without sounding like I want more solitude from my boisterous preteen daughter?"

We shared a nice chuckle over that. Frank and I had always been able to tickle one another's funny bone.

"Well, like I said, we've had some excitement." He sounded a little more sober when he said, "A cousin of mine, he and I used to be real close.. well, we fell out of touch a while back. Been about thirty years since we saw one another, about the time Rachel was, oh, fifteen or so."

"You've re-established contact, I'm thinking is the next thing you're going to tell me," I interjected.

He chuckled. "No moss growing on you, my friend. See, we've sort of planned a family reunion for the first week of August. Now, he's got grandkids about Bonnie's age, so she's excited about that... but," and he sounded very sober again, "the adult kids remember Rachel, and they want to meet you. I mean, you and Bonnie..." He trailed off.

"I get it. You want me to come up and join in the shindig," I observed.
That chuckle again.

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