I wondered if it wasaccurate, complete. "I think we have to do some more research about this damn necklace,Sheila," I said. She turned to look down at...me where I lay on our bed. "I just think we should be sure that we have exhausted our efforts," Iexplained. "Maybe there is something that we missed?" I added hopefully."What about your job, Sam?" I just got sick. You'll have to call in for me. I'm way too nervous as itis to do it myself."Sheila nodded in silence. I don't know how long we sat. Just like I had with that chinese woman Carla had sent over.I was on the point of making a somewhat sarcastic response to this - the old 'lets introduce our friendly lesbian to their closeted one' ploy was not guaranteed to work in all circumstances, I felt - but luckily was saved from doing so by the entrance of Colin, one of the partners in the architects practice upstairs. Which I guess was just as well ... not that I thought I deserved the confidence they'd expressed, but I couldn't really. Well, I needn't have worried. Parton gave me the one (wrong) finger on every pitch after that. Evidently we both knew I had no change.The slider? You're kidding, right?On the three-one pitch the hitter waited for me to walk him, and I did throw him another one outside the zone. The umpire, though, called it a strike. Even I knew he'd been wrong, but the count was three and two.My next fastball was, however, also too far outside, and I'd walked the guy anyway. I'd thrown him six pitches. Two had. Jason nodded and said, ‘Yes. I…I knew how much it meant to you and I didn’t want to see you lose it, so…’ He shrugged again. ‘Do…do you want to go inside?’ Karen, still looking a little stunned, nodded and, in a shaky voice said, ‘I…I suppose we should, since we’ve driven all this way. Oh, Jason, I…I had no idea.’ ‘Come on, I want to show you the inside,’ Jason said. He got out of the truck, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for her. Karen slid out, looking at him oddly,.