You know Sue in my class? - she was wearing it and it looked sooo cool!"Mary looked up at Henry. Perhaps it was intuition but she could almost read h...s mind."Do you want me to do your nails as well?"Henry dropped his eyes. "No, of course not", he said lamely. He was blushing like he always did when he was caught out or lying."Yes, you do, you do! I can tell by your blush! Come on, I'd love to do it. I'll take it off afterwards. Here, come sit next to me."Mary coached Henry next to her. "I love you, my Martin," she said. "I love you when you are gentle and I love you when you are fierce, like a lion, just now. How did you know that was what I wanted?"I had to admit that I hadn't known, that I had been following my own driven needs. I tried to explain about the rage and the love but she hushed me with a kiss. "It will be all right," she said. "You will look after us. Always you keep me safe, yes?"I didn't reply but uttered up a silent prayer - please, God, let it be so.We slept. I called Loney when I heard that no buses had gone yet, and told him to get his butt downstairs because we were headed to the ballpark. I called Scott and told him to come too. I thought for a second, then called Myers and asked him if he wanted to come and hit from the cages for a while. He thought that was a good idea and said he would be right there.We had to use two taxis to get to the park, but we were there without any competition for the four batting cages. I hit from both sides while. Although the same effect can be found by holding a bottle by its punt and swigging a soothing glug of sweet citrusy sangria after being soothingly poured over a healthy portion of super cooled, crackling ice cubesWishes often can’t always be satisfied when cross drinking different types of beverages but one can still wish to cool that savage beast. But as often happens, my mind wanders and settles back to the time I learned to write in block letters in early grades. Often during writing.