There had been a terrible automobile accident in nearby Smokey Point, not three miles from where they lived. A mother and her son had been killed by a...drunken driver who had senselessly sped through a red light at a busy intersection. The only survivor of the horrible crash was a little girl who had been pulled unconscious from the wreckage by someone on the scene just before the tiny compact car had burst into flames. The news report said the girl had been rushed to an Everett hospital and was. Cynthia and I had too much work to do. Robert had to wait almost an hour for me to finish. I insisted that Cynthia call me when she got home before the three of us left MSG."Robert, promise you'll never leave me," I said as I cuddled close to him on the train.I needed the reassurance."As long as I'm alive, you will be with me even when you're away from me," he replied tenderly."Even after we're married?" I asked."Even after we're married," Robert assured me."Is that a proposal?" No," Robert. Parsons came downstairs when Hans, Gerta and I were about halfway through eating dinner in the kitchen. She was drunk and weeping, dressed in her robe, and obviously rumpled from too little rest. She sat with us through the remainder of dinner, but refused to eat anything. Gerta had to help her back up the stairs, and sit with her until she finally fell asleep.This was the first time I had actually observed Mrs. Parsons in the grip of her melancholia. I couldn't imagine going through something. That night was interesting to say the least, as the sun began to hang farbehind the trees Ana felt nature calling and after pulling down her pantsand panties she felt relief as she heard the dripping into the toilet. Shewiped and walked over to the parallel door, pulling out a black nightgownand hanging it on the bathroom door. She then stripped off his pants andunbuttoned her shirt hanging them back up in the closet. She thenreentered the restroom, unhooking her bra and stepping out of her.