Kendal then straightened herself into position. She lifted her right arm straight up, hooked her left hand into her right arm and bent her right knee ...ut, placing her right foot on her left knee.“Now lift me a bit and put me back on your shoulder.” Louie did, and then she said, “Now back down!” He let her down.“That was wonderful Mr ... Lou, you doing OK?”“Hell, I’m doing fine! You’re light as a feather!”“Oh Lou, you always know just what to say! I wish...”“What?”“Never mind, nothing. OK, now. He onlybarks when the paperboy brings the paper. My God is it morning already?It was Saturday morning and I was still trapped in the closet. I triedto stand up. I was so weak. My ankles were swollen along with my hands.All I could do was sit there and think of better days. I thought back tothe day I met my wife. Yes that was a very good day.I remember I was shopping at the mall. I was looking for differentclothes that were on sale. I remember I wanted a skirt. I wanted a tanskirt that went with. Everyone turned to look at him."There's no need for name calling," the man in the suit complained with a smile."What are the pinheads trying to do now?" Seth asked as the family moved back from the bed."They want him out of this room and back on the ward," Ben replied distractedly. Udit was smiling at him. He jumped when Udit winked."Well, that's not going to happen," Seth replied angrily."Get me a drink of water, then get me out of here," Udit ordered, his voice still husky.Seth hesitated. . but never letting her know the extent of that loneliness. Then, after five years of joyful correspondence, the final email came. ‘Dear Cal . . .’ Her husband, now a college professor, had discovered her cache of emails and challenged her. He had not understood how she could have kept such a thing from him for so many years, and no amount of tears and confession would make up for the mistake of keeping their friendship secret. Finally, at the end of the long correspondence, she wrote the words.