Sandra did not get out as much since she quit working and I was too busy with the job to really notice or care. I was working long hours and Sandra wa... busy with two young children. It was soon decided we needed a real house for our growing family and Sandra found a nice place with a fenced in yard with the help of a friend of hers in the real estate business. We moved our new family in with little fanfare. Neither one of us seemed to even think about christening the place this time. I was back. For the first time all day, she was finally able to, partly at least, to put her upcoming surgery from her thoughts.Daphne had heard the double-ding of her apartment’s doorbell, but thought at first that the sound had come from the television. When it was repeated a minute later, she realized that it was indeed real and, glancing at the clock on the mantel, wondered who in the world it could be. It was, after all, nearly nine- thirty.Glancing through the peephole before undoing the lock, Daphne. She wouldn't do that, would she?The shivering became uncontrollable. She looked inside the houses around the square. They looked so warm and pleasant. Not freezing like the cold ground she was sitting on. All she wanted was a little warmth. She looked at the matches. She could light one, if only for a little warmth. The lady wouldn't miss one. She held the matchstick in her hand and scraped it for a flame to ignite. She held her other hand around it and saw in the smoke a beautifull fireplace.. . Vera." If I come clean, I'm gone!" I hissed. "After all this time? You've GOT to be kidding!" Tell me," Beth whispered. "You might as well, and I might need to know..."I looked at my daughter for a moment and sighed; Frieda, sensing that I'd capitulated, leaned in close. Tara had to navigate -- we were going to her house, apparently -- but she listened with half an ear and made sympathetic noises...I'm going to go into this for you a little deeper than I did with Beth, so you know where I'm.