Good morning, Amelia” greeted Rick as he walked into the room the next morning. “I’m starved. For some reason, I woke up craving strawberries.

Rick gave her a loving smile. “It’s okay, Amelia. Don’t get discouraged. There’s always a rainbow at the end of a storm.

Cara sipped her juice and then said, “Talking about de-stressing oneself... ” She laughed softly. “You’ve got to see the River Dancing Festival tonight at the park. It’s great entertainment. They might even teach you how to River Dance. Sometimes they do that.:.

If only,” repeated Rick with a shake of his head. “Those are two words in the English language that we regret saying the most.

Do you remember that old song? ‘She wore an itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow polka dot bikini...

She wondered, would their relationship gradually turn into something more? ... Time would tell!

Louisiana has a larger alligator population than any other state. Just over a million.” “Over a million!” exclaimed Amelia with astonishment.

It’s important to teach our children their heritage. Who are your ancestors? What were their traditions? Each of us has a story to tell. If these stories are unwritten, then how are your children going to know of their parentage?

After a moment, Amelia heard Rick humming as he marched down the ramp. It was a familiar tune. She raised a curious brow as she listened to him and then it dawned on her. “Singing in the Rain!” she exclaimed. “How do you know that song?” He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “I had sisters. Remember?” And with that statement, he burst into song: “I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling’! I’m happy again.

Amelia? Let’s make sure we set some time aside every day for one another. We shouldn’t bring our work home with us. Okay?” She smiled. “Deal!