Jim was at all the locations of his family. Half a week would be with Connie. Half the week was at Vic’s place. And once a week or so he would stay ...t Harry and Jane’s place for the occasional early morning or late night massages. The early morning massages were for the stiff back clientele with a bit of cash and a full day ahead. The late night massages were more of the personal sort. Jim would massage Harry and Jane after their long and busy week. He would arrive late and do Harry and then. I was afraid to call in the quacks who call themselves doctors for fear that they would do more harm than good.I was called into Umgallah's yurt, and he asked me to sit down. "John, you have been a son to me for years, and now I would like to make it official. I have no other sons, so you will inherit everything I own, (a grin crossed his face) including my wives. Please treat them well, for they have all been a blessing to me."I know that I am dying, and there is nothing that can be done about. In fact, it was that same friendship that had helped them weather the storms of divorce. Through it all, they talked, cried on each other’s shoulder, and lent support whenever it was needed.They were both 35 and had come up in the business world the hard way, they worked at it. In fact, their long hours at work had contributed to the break up of their marriages. But they still found time to meet for lunch every week.Today was one of those days. This time they had something to celebrate.. What did you want to do the rest of today?" I agreed, since the spa in particular had its appeal."Why don't we wing it?" Dan winked at me, indicating that he did have plans, just not ones he would say out loud.I ignored his risque suggestion and piled plenty of bacon on my plate, along with scrambled eggs, hash browns, and fruit. Dan grabbed something like an omelet, though it technically had a different name. He also took some bacon, taters, and fruit. I had strawberries while he chose.