At the end of the kitchen alcove was a breakfast nook. It was just large enough to hold a small table and four chairs.The main area of the apartment w...s the living room. It was big enough to hold a couple couches or twice that many easy chairs along with a modest entertainment center. It also had a set of patio doors that led to a small balcony that was surrounded by a low “stone” wall.The Terrace Heights Apartments was more than a mile from the University of Wisconsin. That meant it couldn’t. He got his hand shaken by some of the most powerful men in the city and was back-slapped by some of the scariest, as he was introduced around the room."Thank you so much, everybody. I was shitting bricks in there!" Mikey said, to a raucous laughter. "So... what happened? One minute I was punching a ticket to San Quentin and the next I am here?" Sit down, Mikey. Have a drink." Said Piero, the underboss for Long Beach. "You're a member of an exclusive club now. All of us in here got something in. Theirfrustrations with the overly computerized micro-processed carsbrought out hidden traits. On many occasions I empathized withthem. Cars costing in excess of six figures shouldn't spend as muchtime in the shop as they'd experienced. The guard at the gatehouse recognized me and granted passage. Thedoorman greeted me while the valet drove off with my car. Uponentering the foyer Margaret greeted me. Chambers took my coat whileshe gasped. I chose to wear a men's tuxedo with patent leathermen's. Lucy and I now had three. They were a handful at times, but I loved them like you wouldn’t believe.“They’re in Melody’s room taking a nap.”“I guess that tells me where Max is.” Lucy laughed as she told me that they were all sleeping on Max. That came as no surprise. I joined her as I rolled the chair back and swung my legs over Kurt’s prone form. He looked up as I pulled Lucy into my lap for a long tender kiss. She reached down to run her fingers through Max’s son’s fur.Max was the.