Clapton’s place and there was a note on the front door from Ms. Clapton. “Dear DJ, please use the back door and start playing me your favorite pia...o soon for me. Sincerely, Heather.” I ran to the back yard and opened the door and walked over to the piano and started playing Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata” which is a very beautiful song and she taught me how to play it very well. “Is that you DJ Ms. Clapton said?” “Yes Ma’am I let myself in I read your note.” “Ok can you come back here I want to. What we need is a glass of wine, Ethan." I like the way you think. Can I help?" Yeah, plant yourself on the sofa. I've got it. Need to turn a few things on in the kitchen." What kitchen?" Just here. This is the kitchen." So over there. That's the bathroom?" You need to go?" No, no. Just wondering about ... you know ... when I do." Just go. I warned you." Yeah, yeah." Look, if you don't like it..." I trail off, watching his face."No, it's just..." He grins. "It's going to take a few minutes." At. I was in a World Religion class and that's when I noticed thisgirl who stood out from the pack like no other, her name was Holly.Holly was gorgeous with long dark hair and a complexion that was palealmost tending toward the goth look. Her facial expressions andmannerisms were the haughtiest I had ever seen in a young woman, I hadseen that behavior in women over 35 but never in a young woman, Hollycouldn't have been older than 18 or 19. She was snobby and aloof in herinteraction with anyone in. Mom and I had agreed that I would pay her the full child support and she would do all the shopping, pay the mortgage, and utilities. I just signed over the child support and then I had all my salary to spend on Lucy and myself. It was a really good deal for all concerned.When I awoke from my morning nap with Lucy, the door was open. I was covered with a sheet which was a good thing since Ed was visiting. He had come to take mom to lunch. Lucy was hungry again so I lowered the sheet and she.