‘I can’t believe I’m having this conversation,’ she said. ‘It’s ridiculous. Let me know when you’re ready to talk sense.’ She made to ...et up but I stopped her with a gesture. I wanted to have this out there and then. ‘Fran, wait. I won’t ‘put my whammy’ on a new woman for you but I can show you one I’ve already ‘whammied’.’ Fran looked at me blankly. ‘You know ‘this girl I know’?’ I went on. ‘The first one I told you about?’ Fran nodded speechlessly. ‘Well, you know her too,’ I told her. ‘She. “Do you have time for a coffee?” she asked, “and then you can tell me what is you came round for.”I knew this was it. The moment to make my apologies and excuse myself or to accept her invitation to a coffee and proceed into a situation that I felt would go further. Everything told me to take the former option but I found myself saying, “Yeah, a coffee would be nice.” and then following Anne into her house watching her tight arse clad in pee soaked jeans. It was really quite surreal! Anne led. "Then there was a long silence and suddenly she burst into tears."Kettie! What IS the matter? Do you want me to come over?" I asked a little alarmed."No, I was just so afraid I had blown any chance I had to be with you. I was convinced I would never see you again, you hated me for what happened between us." So, you're OK?" No, I'm not OK. My sister is coming tomorrow and I'm a mess over a lot of things, and you're at the heart of many of them." She sniffled out."What problem could I possibly be. Well, sure, he bitched about me never taking care of myself and doing things no normal woman 'in my condition' would ever consider, but I'd thought it was all a way to poke at me. I guessed I was wrong. In one minute, my world was once again tossed upside down. My desire for Keven and Earl, my jealousy about Ted, my whatever it was about Trish, the stupid puns and goofy ponderous thoughts: every time I turned around there was something there to upset the way I saw the world. Now even Lurch was.