"But that is what I have to offer. You have not ever notice those beans that people dry and sell? Africa has many coffee trees. Let's go to my tent and have something else for breakfast. I prefer not to eat dinner for breakfast. It was good and will be a good lunch but not for breakfast. You can call me what you want. So would you like to come to my tent and eat a gooey sweet yummy danish?" Tom asked as he leaned against the door still. He was looking at the young lady in front of him. He didn't want to hurt her feelings but no way could he eat such a meal so early in the day.<br/><br/>"She is pretty but being autistic, she hates to be touched and around a lot of people. I'd adopt her if I could. I love her from the day I saw her. She responds well to me. And I can hug her if I ask her first. Not many can do that with her. She will need to relearn how to walk on a fake leg.<br/>I'm not sure that my life is interesting to most people tho." Jenny spoke as she looked up at Mark.<br/>"I"m sure that you didn't understand most of what I said but thanks for listening anyways. What do you do in your spare time?"