What no one else knew, what no one to this day knows except me, is what was in a letter I got from my father. It had been mailed the Saturday before t...e accident."He said he'd talked to Mom and it wasn't that she didn't love him or Nicki and me, but she was tired and she wanted the pain to end and she wanted to go home... and that he couldn't see letting her find her way home without him... so he figured he'd go along with her... that way even if they got lost, they'd still have each other."I. We headed off on our "dirty date". That orchids didn't grow in dirt was an omen for this date, as I was pretty sure there wasn't going to be any 'dirtiness' anywhere during this evening.Mackenzie was not noticeably friendly in the car, not until I pulled into the orchid show's parking lot; then she got very happy.I'll spare you a description of an orchid show. I'll just say that as flower shows go, it wasn't as bad as I'd imagined (it 'grew' on me). There are some fairly impressive looking. That was the only action we got in a long time.After that, weeks went by without us meeting. My parents finally left the house to live in native and I was finally alone in this house. After a few days, I called her over, this was during November last year. She finally came home, we both had bunked college for this, we really wanted us to be alone. She came inside, I closed the door and we hugged really passionately, pressing each other really tightly. I could feel her breath hitting my neck, it. He sent me a picture of himself . Overweight, balding, thick glasses and a leering sort of expression on his face. The type of guy Elaine would move away from on a bus. Strangely that aroused me even more than I was already. I arranged to meet the guy in a parking area a halfway between his place and ours. It was weird and perversely exciting sitting next to a man in a car talking in such sexual detail about Elaine. He was scruffy and needed deodorant badly. He had heavy eyes with a shifty look.