The first floor ones were arranged for conversation. The ones on the second floor faced the window over the street.So that morning I sat my ass down w...th a killer strong cup of coffee, plugged my ass in and meditated while I charged. The MP3 player on steroids played the music my dad had loved. The player was loaded with the sound track from the movie 'The Big Chill' along with the sound track from a popular TV show or two. I had a few best of the sixties albums.When I heard that music I could. I guess we all were; it wasn’t at all clear where this conversation was going.“Great!” Ann continued. “Then maybe you might be willing to bring my little boat up from New Bern, North Carolina. It’s really not very far, and even though it’s just a little boat, the builders assure me it can be brought up by sea. And it would be a great favor to me, too. It’s supposed to be pretty expensive to truck it in.”“Little boat?” Ken asked. It was obvious that his father was interested in the conversation,. .. at this time of day on a Friday, Thomas was usually still having his third beer parked on a barstool at Larry’s Place, just down the street. Today, he was early, by twenty minutes and short by least another pint, unless he’d made an unusually early start.“Wait ... I need to finish these last end of month accounts and then do payroll.” She weakly requested, but Thomas wasn’t even remotely listening. He grabbed her hard by the upper arm, fingers pinching in tight, and yanked her up out of her. I said that I might be falling for him. I know I should not have told her that. But Swathi is the only friend I have. I have to tell her.But Swathi was not angry. She was supportive. She said that it’s a 2-month swap. Anything can happen. At the end of 2 months, we will return to our normal lives. It’s not like we hate our current husbands. Why can’t we have 2 loves?I was not convinced with this because, in my opinion, it should always be 1 love. I told Swathi that. She suggested that we do a.