‘Well, you see, I still have a ‘gaga’…’ I was in deep shit. All eyes had turned to me, the sound of forks clanking down on plates when the t...levision has just reported a bombing or a brand new episode of Friends. My grandmother pursed her lips and folded her napkin. My husband tried to start a mild mannered conversation with the waiter. My brother and sister, of course, turned their goddamned chairs towards me, to be sure not to miss a word. I had to be proud. I had to prove to these people. Right there on the front page was a photo of “Hyacinth” being led down a driveway with her hands in manacles. Since she was my financier and control for the operation that was to take place in less than 24 hours, I began to devise an immediate escape route and glanced out the window to make certain there were no police vans starting to assemble for an assault on my apartment.However, the story underneath the photo seemed to bear no relationship to a covert act of terror in the heart of the. She was a pretty woman with a melodic voice and I loved her. Most of the time when her son and I disagreed on something she would back me up.She said, “Baby, you knew he would be unfaithful to you. I told you that and would have to accept it or move on.”I felt so safe in her arms. She was caressing me, kissing my forehead.She had told me that even before her son and I got serious but I was too much in love for me to listen to her and he had promised me to be faithful. We had been married two. After a couple of passionate minutes, I pulled back and asked "Do you want to start now or after we get underway?" Oooh, Tom! I think I'm going to love today. Why don't we get on the water first? You can set whatever course you think best, as long as we don't get back too early."I think I set the course into the computer in record time, heading southeast, then southwest, then north among the chain of small islands the last couple of hours. I started the engines, flipped the mooring lines free,.