She leaned toward me and whispered, "Almost closed the deal. He's a little slow, but he's coming around. I think with a few more beers in him and with a little more work on my part, we can get over that first big step."

"I'm working on the 'Sisters Issue'," I told her.

"That's good. If we could just get them to play nice, it would make everything around here a lot better. I mean it's already a lot better, but Robin, well you know."

After the previous day's shared experience, we both knew. Young Robin was wound tighter than a clock spring.

"I know. That's what I'm working on....