It was unmistakable and she must have known in an instant that I had heard and understood what she was saying.“Do you have any comment on the death ...f Katarina Vaskova?” The question came out of nowhere. At no time during all of this had her name been mentioned. Immediately I felt a hand on my shoulder and shaken, I turned to be confronted by the bulky figure of Sir Gerald Kingsley QC.“Everything alright Joseph?” he murmured, grabbing my arm and pulling me to one side into a small alcove, a. Just minutes before hecould see his own image perfectly clear. Then it waslike when you look at your reflection upon a pond inthe meadow when suddenly it starts to rain. Theeffect then faded to reveal her."I'm Jac..." they both started to say. "You first."He saw her glare at him, her lips tight and eyebrowslowered. "What kind of fucking mirror is this? Why doI see a damn faggot instead of myself?" My name is Jack Fox," he managed to say, "and I'mnot a homosexual."Her mouth dropped, "I'm. " "Yeah, that's the story," he said. "And not only did Grandma arrange the whole thing, she watched and guided them as they fucked for the first time. Jack, apparently, was gay and was trying to make himself straight." I laughed. "That I didn't know," I said. "Sounds like you and Dad are pretty exclusive," he said. "Yeah, I guess," I said. "I want to show you something," I said, getting up to look for Daddy's photo album. I brought the photo album back over to Shane and opened it up. "You can't. [Friday, June 20th, 1986]I grabbed my entire laundry hamper and headed back down to the basement. I quickly got a load of darks, including the pair of jeans that I wanted to wear in the morning, started in the washer. There was a load of whites in the dryer that someone had forgotten about. I grabbed a tea towel that was in there and got a corner of it wet from the water filling the washing machine. I wrung it out real well and then started the dryer going again after cleaning the vent screen..