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We would have forty-two guests—most of them our friends and relatives although I did invite Angus and his wife as well as Paul Martin and Ginny. Scarlett had invited four of her fellow nurses and asian their husbands. We’d also invited Magistrate Boardman and her husband since she had refused to accept any payment for performing the service. Scarlett and I left the pool area around 4:30. Today had been only the fourth time I’d exposed my back to the sun. It was also the first time anyone other than Scarlett had seen it. The rental company’s workers had seen it several times and there had been no gasps or cries of revulsion so I had to assume that the ointments and Scarlett’s loving care had done a great job on the hundreds of welts that had once adorned my back. Was that nightmare really only three months ago? We dressed in casual shirts and shorts then I drove us to The Pit Stop for dinner. Nick was expecting us and we weren’t surprised when he met us at the door, shaking my hand and hugging Scarlett before leading us to our reserved table. We Lesbian passed several people I knew from either school or my work. I stopped to say hello to each group. Word had gotten around that I was running for the board of education and I’d been interviewed by a reporter from the Reading Eagle. It was thirty minutes that I couldn’t afford on an extremely busy day, but it was also something I had to do. We were almost at our table when I ran into Al Kutz who I knew was a member of the board at a neighboring school district and an avowed Republican. “I know you’ve always been an independent, Sean so how could you run as a Democrat?” “That’s easy, Al. They asked me. If the Republicans had asked I’d run for them, but everyone should understand that I will never stand for using our children as pawns for political gain. Being on the board of education has nothing to do with partisan politics.” We shook hands as I heard Al tell me he was going to phone the Montgomery County Republican Committee and tell them to get their heads out of their asses. I laughed and Scarlett joined me. I had known Al Kutz for years. He was a gung ho Penn State grad and an extremely successful custom home builder in northern Chester County, just on the other side of the Schuylkill River. He might have built my house, but he had told me that he was too busy to take on another project at the time. Once we were seated we scanned the menu, but we’d already decided what we wanted. We would have lots of prime beef tomorrow—filets cooked to order—so we opted for seafood. We began with French onion soup then Scarlett ordered broiled shrimp and I ordered the broiled scallops, both with baked potato. I tried to order wine, but our waitress had already turned away. I looked at Scarlett and shrugged my shoulders. She returned a few minutes later with a bottle of Marcassin Vineyard Chardonnay which I knew from talking with Nick was one of his very favorite wines. We enjoyed dinner immensely and even more when we learned that Nick had treated us. I dropped a twenty and a five on the table for the japanese waitress as Scarlett approached and hugged Nick, thanking him for the outstanding meal. “I wasn’t kidding when I said the food is better here than at Stokesay Castle, Nick It was really excellent…once again.” Then she hugged him again. I shook his hand as I thanked him, too. It was enough for Mr. Ivarson and he quickly pulled the young girl up off the chair and up onto her feet. Ron stayed down stairs because he was still wide awake. I found Terry, and the Black guy was more than happy to go shopping with me. “Fo' sure I want to see you try on some jeans.” She also soon found that, once again her body was to be included. 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