She was in mid-sentence when she quickly glanced at the phone. She took the phone back to her ear and then she jerked the phone down and pressed the a...swer tab.“PAUL?!?!”“Hello? This is Officer James Polk of the Pasadena, Texas police department. Who am I speaking to?”“This is Lynn O’Dell and the owner of the phone you are calling on is Paul O’Dell, my husband. He was supposed to come home from Houston today and was not on the plane. What is going on?’“Mrs. O’Dell your husband was attacked at a. Of course I agreed as I would get to dress and act like a woman in frontof a non judgmental group.I arrived early in simple but pretty femmine clothes (a print blousewith boobs, tight slacks, and flat shoes). Tom wrapped me in a prettyapron and we started cooking the dips, shrimp, meatballs, pizza, otherapps and seafood quiche. And of course setting up the refreshments.Then as the guests start to show - I threw off the apron grabbed my bagand retreated to the bathroom to sultry up my makeup,. " Momma's in the kitchen with Gran-Gran." Jean added."Where's Miss Rachael?"Jean shrugged. "Haven't seen her." Joan added.He ruffled their hair. "I play the winner when you done?"The girls exchanged looks then focused on the game again. "Deal." Jean said.JD went into the kitchen. Momma and April were cooking far too much food - which meant half the family was coming over again. He kissed them both and started opening pots on the stove until April smacked his wrist."Dad! Nobody called you in. ” (Frankenstein meets Loving Wives.) I hope you enjoy it.Oh, and I know a lot of my readers are sticklers for keeping things believable but please, nobody make a comment saying there’s no way this could happen.Around the beginning of the nineteenth century, high in the hills overlooking Darmstadt, Germany, stood the imposing ancestral castle of Doctor Victor Frankenstein.Some believe God controls the heavens but only Satan himself could conjure up the demonic cauldron of evil that was on.