“I didn’t really want to tell you here, either.”“I’m sorry,” was all I could say.“I still should have called or texted,” Patrick added... smiling a little again, albeit sadly. “That was inexcusable. I can’t imagine what was going on in that little over-analytical head of yours.”“Patrick, your father died. It’s okay. I’m sure I was the last thing on your mind.”He stepped closer so my back was against the wall and his body hovered over me. “You were usually the only thing on my mind.”“What?”“I’m. ”We talked about other stuff including even his business. He was doing real good. I was beginning to think that I might have to rethink my determination to not join him in his business. Well, I would be having a lot of time to be thinking about stuff like that.The meet up with my brother had been good. In the end I had been glad that he had come before Ava did, much as I missed her. But then I had a problem. Things had been bad for the six months I’d been inside, but tolerable, but now... It. She's not at Mother of Mercy any more, I get it. I'm not asking you where she is now, but I know what's happened and you know that I know it. So for Christ's sake tell me how she was when you did it." Unchanged," he muttered."A little better than that, I hope," I said. "Stable enough that she could stand the move, anyway. OK, I guess that's about the best I could expect from you. I won't push anything about the body."He coughed. "Uh, Larry, I'm sure you understand that you'll need to keep. She’d later realize just how unforgettable this birthday would be for him. But just because it was Allan’s birthday, it didn’t mean she couldn’t have some fun, too. After twenty minutes of hard dancing, Beth led Allan off the floor. The alcohol and “E” were kicking in and she was in so ready to get on with the planned show for Allan, and of course to feed her desire for lusty admiration. “You wanna watch for a bit, sweetie?” Beth suggestively asked. “You think I’m not up for this, don’t you,.