"One more story, George! I need one more story before I sleep! Goodnight, dear. I'm so glad you brought George home tonight! Hasn't it been nice, bein... all together again.?" Jack would you put on some music for us?" I dropped in a CD with some of the old Torch Singers and left it playing softly."Oh, that is so great. First, George, you big sweet old bear, you have to dance with me. This is my favorite dance music." My pleasure!" George said gallantly.I left them dancing instead of telling. I'm a psychiatrist." Well, that's good," I said slowly. "You could talk to Sharon about her side of it when she comes to see me." I'll be glad to, Mark. Have you talked to her much about her feelings after your mom's death?" Some. But we don't like to talk about it too much. I guess we just need more time." That could be," she agreed. "Do you remember how she took the news when she learned of your mother's accident?"I tried to recall. "Not specifically, no," I said, a little frustrated with. The horse stumbled and then limped. I got down and helped her off. We walked for a mile or so until we did have some pale moonlight shifting between fast-moving clouds."He's got a stone in his shoe," I said, producing my blade bayonet and prying it out with the point. "Bettter let him rest some." I pulled down my blanket roll and led him to a grassy area. The woman followed, picking up her bare feet carefully in the tall weeds."What's your name?" I asked her as I spread out my blanket under the. I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself. I hurried home and pulled into the garage. My wife's car was there, so I knew that she was home. I got out of the car, removed my clothes and saw the blindfold by the door. I put it on and stood there, fully erect, I might add. a few moments later, the door opened and I heard my wife's sweet voice."Welcome home, Honey" she said with a great deal of excitement in her voice. "Let me help you inside."She took me by the arm and guided me into the.