"Everyone loves Flower." But you know what?" Phyllis said. "She isn't you. She doesn't have yourdepth, your intelligence. I love you. And I'll love yo... on my cocktonight."I smiled. "It's a date," I said.Soon, I would be a married woman. Oh, Mistress would still stop by. AndFlower. And the odd partner that Mistress would bring home. We would neverbeen the couple from American Gothic. Our sex lives would be filled withassorted partners to make us feel good for the moment. But our hearts wereeach. Then, the wolf had disappeared, most probably with the body of one of the priests who had unfortunately got shot. She had almost certainly instantly died and was identified as a famous artist, Grace Darling.Grace’s body was never found but a large memorial service was held in her honor. However, the funeral of Maureen was a smaller, private affair, and executed to the Wiccan traditions.A strange woman took over the Wiccan coven known only as Diana. Strange, because no one knew where she came. Doing fine, thanks, and you?"Silence; then, "They found bones." So Doctor McCoy is for sure dead?" I asked."Don't play cute," said the voice."I'm not in the mood for this," I snapped, suddenly tired of the game. "Will you talk to me, or is the conversation over?"Another silence. "They found his fucking bones." The voice was fiery, angry, full of self-congratulatory self-righteousness."Good-bye, Linda. Go to hell," I said, and snapped the phone closed.I've always hated bullies.I was bullied as a. " you smiled, he must get that from my dad." I realized you were flirting with me. "Well, I did play myself in high school and college." "I thought so. Are you waiting for your son?" Before I could answer my son and some of my teammates came out in regular cloths, "Hey dad, is it ok if I go with the guys to get some pizza?" "Sure, just be home by midnight ok?" As the boys walked to the parking lot I turned back to you. "Looks like I'm not waiting for him anymore." You smiled and moved a.