She opened the door and stood aside so he could see in. Inside he was confronted by mauve walls and a sumptuous, immacuately made double bed. A readin... lamp suffused a soft glow to the room. Some photos and a clock radio sat on a small table by the side of the bed."What do you think?" he heard her say, "I like a tidy room," she told him, "you never know when you're going to have visitors," she winked."It's very nice," he told uncertainly."Yes," she said, dropping her voice, "not that I have a. I told her. I knew I would have to have a damn good reason for saying that. Bullshit she retorted, I have every reason to be upset. Dont think like that, Cathy, I think that is your name. She nodded her head yes. Yes, its Cathy, but why should I not think like that? I mean, come on, what if this had happened AFTER you two had gotten married and had a family? I told her. Then I would have sliced his balls off! She yelled, then went back to sobbing into her hands. I sat down next to her, and. Mind your own business."Still glowering at Laura, her eyes reflecting her disbelief and disapproval, Kendra stepped out of the elevator door and to one side. "If you don't take all," she said under her breath. "This poor child. A black child, too. How can you do it, Laura? Don't you even feel bad, or feel-"The elevator door automatically slid shut on Kendra's face and voice, leaving Charise and Laura in the ascending elevator, shocked into silence and both very uncomfortable. They both said. Two minutes later she was back at Sylvia's - alone!After a half hour wait I was starting to wonder if I was being just a bit stupid by being there at all and I probably would have talked myself into leaving if it were not for the fact that Ann-Marie had obviously just dumped the kids. Why? To be alone. But why did she want to be alone. The answer pulled into the drive even as my mind formed the question. Getting out of the car was a stocky Mexican who I recognized as being a member of Frank's.