I don't know every word of it, but I know what he's trying to say."Julie wiped her eyes again and stared blankly at Laura."Would you like me to explai... or will you read the papers?" Maybe you could start me off." Okay. Anthony loves you. That's where it starts. Keep that in your head. He feels bad that he's let you down, neglected you, put work first, all that shit; call it what you will, the point is that it's all water under the bridge.He wants to start over but he doesn't know where you want. I then asked her ” aunt so you got the pictures from him, who was he? Do you know him?” she said “no I couldn’t see him he covered his entire face, and here he gave me this memory card,I got the card inserted it in my cell and showed her few nude pics of some others which I stored and she saw and thought it was her and me, but since it was not clear, I just said anyway we are fine that the pictures are with us and deleted it. Then I asked her” did he give you these pictures just like that” she. Imagine that ! I started to have feelings for the new girl and the first time we met at her apartment, I told her I liked to dress in women’s underclothes. That didn’t seem to bother her. I told her this because I wanted it right out in front in case things got deeper between us, which it did. We ended up moving out of state and after my divorce was final from my first wife, we got married. The new wife seemed to be up for anything. She would dress me in her underclothes, along with the. I want some now.’ I poured. She drank half of her glass in two swallows. ‘Is it good?’ I asked. ‘It’s fine. Top me off. I’ll take the other one to Eric.’ I topped off her glass and filled a second for Eric. ‘Don’t I get any?’ I wanted to know. ‘One of us should probably stay sober. You’re tonight’s designated driver,’ she declared. ‘When will the ribs be done?’ she asked me. ‘About ten minutes. Then give me another five or so to slice ’em up.’ ‘Okay. I’ll be in the den with Eric. Call.