I undressed downto the underwear that I usually slept in and crawled into bed.Martha Jane fluffed the pillows and turned off the lamp. She stoodby the...bed. "You ready to go to sleep now, cowboy?" "Right, ma-yum." She was silent. She looked at the floor. I saw her eyeswater. She was dark against the dim light shedding in from theliving room. "You never met your daddy, did you, hon? You never saw him.He got killed over there before you ever knew who he was." I didn't know what to say to that.. She was, but to no avail.Ralph spent most of the morning talking to Early and they discussed some possibilities and promised to set the wheels in motion within the hour.Early then made an appointment with a guy he had grown up with who was divorce lawyer and asked him to do whatever he could to divest himself of the slut and their marriage.Ralph called him on Wednesday morning asking him to come to his office as he had a proposition, which he felt would be of great interest to him.Early had. I hear the bell rings most of the guys are done and already in the showers, Me and another friend Mike are left. He had only 2 laps to add, I still had 8 more to do. Its exhausting, but sure keeps me trim and fit no doubt,. Didnt apprechiate it back then, So I finish up my last swim and lap and head into the showers. Mike said dude, keep your mouth shut next time, and was leaving the locker room, I said yeah I hear ya, and striped down and grabbed a towel and jumped in the shower. Blasting the. 20 feet below. Wendy was looking down at the puddle.The puddle was moving. Here and there were bone piles of creatures she'd only imagined in dreams ... the nightmare in the closet kind of dreams. The puddle flowed up to a pile ... enveloped it and sloshed back to the center of the room.The bones were gone.The puddle had ripples... 'crunch crunch. bubble hiss. BELCH!'From a hole in the chamber ceiling, a 'rattle rattle crash thump!', a fresh pile of bones on the rock floor. These had scraps of.