When Cathay discovered I played the piano, she browbeat me into being her rehearsal accompanist, so that she could practice away from the rest of her ...ntourage, giving us even more time alone. Sheldon seemed to adore sitting in his special wheelchair and listening to his favorite person in the whole world, sing to him, as she worked out arrangements, memorized lyrics, and decided what would and wouldn’t make it into her shows.No matter how hard she pushed, I steadfastly refused to stand on the. It was like I had made a friend for life. The door to Marks office was wide open, which was jake for us, because he had changed the lock. That was a big goof on his part and he probably would not get his lease renewed. Sarah and I took it apart looking for anything to pin on Marks. His books and records were not-so-surprisingly missing, but we got the slant that Swartz was a book keeper. Hey, even Al Capone needed someone to jumble the numbers, so I shouldn't be so surprised that Marks needed. Sure do. We can handle the snow."After booking the cabin and flight, the rental car came next. Since it was the Rockies and we'd seen all those commercials about jeeps conquering trails, that's what we chose. After throwing sweaters, jeans, coats and some other essential items for two lovebirds on a week getaway, we headed to the airport.Arriving at the New Orleans airport, Kim and I both felt like kids again. Giggling and laughing, playing grab ass in lobby. I guess the other passengers. I touch the place on your shoulder where I know you have a tattoo, although I have still never seen it in person. I look up and you kiss me with such force that I gasp. My toes curl up in my shoes, and I press myself into you. My arms around your neck. A break in the kiss. You disappear again briefly and my shirt is gone. Stomach to stomach, chest to chest, our hearts are trying to break free – beating with such force it’s as if they have fists. They are in a rage. We are in a rage. I’ve never.