Don’t worry, you will tell me what I want to know.’ John said as he pulled up the empty chair, turned it around and straddled it backwards. ‘I ...ope you like that person you shape-shifted into Dennis, because you may be in that shape for a long time.’ The shape shifter looked at John, unsure how he had learned his true name. ‘Last chance to change into your original form.’ John waited. ‘No?’ John asked. ‘Alright Mr. Sour, I have a better idea. Why don’t I just change you into what I want? I. The girls stayed quiet for the hour drive back, Carl had all of our gear split up into our own tents by the time I got back and had aired the sleeping tent to get rid of the smell of sex. Lisa hugged her Dad and threw her sleeping bag into the tent."Well I'm beat, all the driving has me worn out. You're with me Sally, I'll put the partition up for you to get changed but I only have one pad." I said."Is fine, your feet don't smell as bad as Lisa's." She said, finally smiling."Bitch." Replied. He finished telling her about a new idea he was forming for a book. They ate in contented silence until she put down her fork and folded her arms on the table. "Jack?"Her tone sounded a bit uncertain, and he swallowed his bite of baked potato, put down his fork and looked at her. "Yes, Baby?" When I'm around you, every nerve in my body seems to come alert, aching for your touch. And I wake up in the middle of the night, longing for your touch, or just to be able to reach out and caress your. The family photographs side by side. The trophies both academic and athletic residing in a locked glass case. The rickety stairs leading to the second floor where all the children’s bedrooms were located. All these and more harkened to a simpler time when John needed the comfort of a family.Now he was forty-three and his wife Linda wanted to annul their marriage. Their daughter Joan was eighteen and she was studying at a helluva expensive school that he could barely afford. While he didn’t want.