He’s in his workshop out the back.’ Becky went out. Then called from the kitchen. ‘Do you want another coffee while I’m here?’ ‘Thanks, Be...ky.’ Five minutes later Tom came in. ‘Hello Mate.’ He clapped me on the shoulder. ‘Becky. Told me about your going to dancing lessons, and that your worried that I would be iffy about her going with you. No, mate. No trouble. Get her out a bit more. It’ll be good for her.’ I did get the idea that it could be good for him as well. We discussed what evenings. A bone connects to another in one's attention, one's awareness of the present. After leading one to the new bone, the old bone becomes a figment of the past, important in the development of the body of life, its experience of the world and its place in it, but not important in the moment. My mother lived in the moment, embracing it, devouring it, letting it expand and strengthen her body of experience until she moved on to the next.The outfit the alderman bought to wear to the party made her. I left and she went back to her table.I picked her up Saturday and when we got to the car I opened the door for her. She smiled and shook her head. "So, where are we going? I've been looking forward to this for two weeks." We're going to the Capital Playhouse and see a stage play." For real?" I asked."Yes, I figured you have never gone to a play and this is a good one that I've been wanting to see. It's a murder mystery, I think you'll enjoy it."I didn't tell her but as long as she was with me. As we left the house that day she just wore her bikini without the sarong to cover. It was a skimpy white one (her favourite)which hardly covered her ass or boobs for that matter. When it got wet it got transparent so plenty to show off. As we left the room UJ was as usual in the balcony waiting for his morning treat. He seemed happy and even made conversation all the while scanning her body from head to toe. I pretended I had forgotten something in the room as asked her to go get it. All this.