"Your grandparents taught you well indeed, Marcel. You should let me carry this stuff for you. I will hate to see you in such pain for over doing, when the pain medication wears off. Don't you think you should relax a little and let me do what I came here for? I used to work at the Quikie Mart before I became a nurse, I know how to pack, pick up and carry full boxes, why don't you and Sheba have a heart to heart, while I take care of this. I really do insist." Molly tried as she might, Marcel was having none of that, he put the boxes together right there and then.<br/><br/>"You really are quite amazing and have done well for yourself. I am surprised we have never met before today. Mechanics are always getting hurt and coming to the Emergency room." She watched him pick up the box and the bag of clothes, heading towards the door.<br/><br/>"Sheba, ready to go for a ride, let's go girl." Molly got the door for Marcel, locked it and went to the car, opening the trunk for Marcel. She shook her head thinking this was going to be an interesting week, with the hard headed Marcel Rudbutter and Sheba.<br/>