Forthat she had a drag "bobbie sockser" who swooned as she sang to "her."At the end the poodle skirted lass flipped the back of her skirts toflash pan...ies with F.S. emblazoned on the rear before scampering offstage in Frank's embrace. The flash was Angela's trademark. Her girl didit at the end of every show, no matter the character.One night Angela sat down and told me her partner wasn't there, he hadanother obligation, and she needed a stand in. She looked panicked. "Ican't do the show. I provide for and protect you. It is only natural that you would have certain feelings for me. Yes, those feelings would probably come under the heading of love, but that love is a love of a child for her parent. I know I'm not your parent in the biological sense, but I have assumed that role and that is likely how you see me.”Ashleigh put her book down on the coffee table. Straightening up, she looked Jack boldly in the eye and said, “Jack, for once you are wrong. Do you remember how I once. To make sure, he made a note on the first page reminding himself of his plan.It was difficult. With every attempt to preserve a name, or indeed any memory, and Penn's mind would empty of it faster. He never let the book out of his sight, and kept on forgetting why there was a note in the front referring him to the back page. Somehow he kept this fragile chain of events going, and was continually reminded of those who had been lost. It seemed like the strange influence could not shield all. You’re exhausted. It has just been one of those days when nobody is happy about anything. All you would like to do is relax on the couch with a drink until you fall asleep. Several drinks. Many drinks.You walk in the front door. “Heya, gorgeous, I’m home.”Silence greets you.Oh, right. It’s a Wednesday, and Kathleen goes to her book club on Wednesdays. It’s really a drink wine and bitch club, but Kathleen enjoys it, so you don’t mind. Honestly, you’re not sure if there has ever been a single.