Diamonds are a girl's best friend!

Jim found himself tucked under the blanket on the couch in the living room, glancing at the clock above the mantle place, before stretching and easing himself back against the pillows. The three of them had driven up to the hills for the weekend, deciding to spend some time with their grandparents who had warmly welcomed all of them into the house and he hadn't really imagined that this was the first time he had seen either these people who were warmly hugging him or the house. But his mind easily pushed that aside, there was no way that the smells of the wood burning, the freshly baked bread in the oven, or the laughter coming from other relatives in the dining room...there wasn't a way that this was not familiar to him.

Yes, he was just working too hard.

Through the evening, as more and more family members had gathered, Jim and Tim found themselves gravitating and sitting down with some of their female cousins, a somewhat odd thing when he first thought about it but could not really figure out why it would be strange. While their grandfather, uncles, and male cousins had gone off to the den to talk about hunting and some other farm-related issues, Jim, Tim, and their mother hung out with their grandmother and aunts around the kitchen. Their grandmother, bless her heart, had motioned for the two younger Halloways to go back to the dining room where their cousins were seated and they spent the next few hours talking, drinking some red wine, and the two playing a game of seeing how much they could drink (he won, only because Tim slipped on his seat and spilt Pinot over his sweater and the five of them had just dissolved into fits of laughing.)

With the rest of the house now quiet, Jim put down some light reading and picked up the magazine, fingering the dog-ear for the questionnaire before reading the next question in front of him.

11.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU LIKE JEWELRY?

He thought about it for a moment. There would be times where jewelry was not appropriate, like in an examination room or where something flashy was just not tasteful on a professional level. Then again, noticing some of the other women in the county, he knew he had to present and work with a group of people that almost expected a certain level of decorum, attire and accessorizing being one of them. Plus, as his grandmother had done this evening, there was some desire to getting gifts for people to wear.

I would wear earrings and necklaces, liking the sparkle and way it made me look, but not ever tacky. I would be tasteful and knowing what to do and what to wear with anything I have on. Jim nodded and slipped a glance at the rest of the questions before turning back to reading his book. A few moments later, he looked up as the door opened a bit and his mom came into the room. "Can't sleep?"

She shook her head as she wrapped the robe around herself and sat down on the chair next to him. "It's nice to be home but I sort of miss our house...sounds weird but I just feel like that is our home, y'know?"

Jim reached out and held her hand, giving it a warm squeeze, before he smiled again. "I know completely, which is why I knew I had to move close to home again. The new clinic's going to be good, you'll see." He watched as she nodded slowly and stood, bidding him good night, before slipping out of the room again. Jim paused before he reached out and picked up his phone and looked at the text message on the screen.

MISS ME?

He laughed a little and typed a quick response. WHAT DO YOU THINK?

THINK YOU MISS ME MORE THAN YOU LET ON

Jim just rolled his eyes and sent a few emojis. The response made him laugh again before he sighed and lifted up his phone and snapped off a selfie and sent it. HERE, HAPPY? YOU GOT ME WITHOUT MAKEUP...

With that, Jim turned off his phone and settled back into bed.

12.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WHAT SIZE WOULD YOUR BREASTS BE?