Soon it became apparent that the stars were aligned…and bloody time too, and so the opportunity became a plan. It was conference time and she was h...ading out north to the bright lights, good opportunity and willing candidates abound. We worked through the list and settled on her ex, the Stud Muffin, who by all accounts, in years gone by, put the Duracell Bunny to shame. He was agreeable for a meet and so the game was afoot. Ironically he was partly responsible for the lag as trust issues gave. " Linda said. "I told you, the accident wasn't your fault and my working so hard lately wasn't your fault either. I wanted nice things too I am sure. So I can't let you take all the blame." "Well, whatever. I just know that I've learned my lesson. I am perfectly happy with our life the way it is. If we don't get the latest whatchamacallit, then so be it. We have each other and that is enough. I had to almost lose you to realize it, but I won't forget it." "Yeah, but I hope you don't mind if I. Then he looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not what you think, Fannie.” His arms stretched out, with palms up in a plea, asking me for something. Was he trying to make me understand? “I think you’re stealing the cash from these ladies’ purses.” I stood on the stairs, looking down at him. The implication of being on a higher plane than he was not lost on me, but I didn’t like it. I stepped down into the room and walked over to him. Now he towered over me. “It’s not what you think,. "Call number eight was coming up as I walked over to Gary's car. Luckily, he had parked in a spot where I wouldn't be noticed as I replaced his license plate with the one from Wolfie's corvette. As I was walking over, I called Janet's office. She had a three o'clock appointment with somebody named Rob Kelly. "Hi, this is Rob Kelly. I had an appointment with Janet Martin for three but I have to move it up. Can you please have her call me as soon as possible at 961-4452? I tried to get her on her.