"I simplytold her that Rex wasn't the kind of man to settle with one woman, so sheshouldn't get too attached. Your sister seemed to already get it. ...hetold me she was just having a little fun. So you don't need to worryabout her."It was a little unsettling to hear this about my sister. Rather thandirect my inquiry to her stated lack of concern, I asked, "Wh, what doyou mean, Rex isn't a one woman man?"Grace laughed at my inquisitiveness. "Danni! You certainly are mightyinterested in Rex's. " You're shitting me!" Melody said. Without thinking, Adam responded like his father always had without thinking about to whom he was speaking."I wouldn't shit you, you're my favorite turd," Adam answered. He blushed when Melody laughed aloud."Do you realize what that would do to this industry?" she asked. "It would make it viable again. It would turn a billion dollars in profit if it only halfway works." From what I've been told, it works in every instance but one," Adam said. "If the person. Funny no-one asked how Marjorie knew exactly the area to dig in. This routine went on for weeks, we seldom saw Marjorie, except in the evenings. When asked where she went all the time, the only answer we got was that she was organizing things. She was true to her words though. She got the auctioneers to send her the lot contents of upcoming auctions. I sat for hours studying them, attending them in disguise, and placing bids by telephone. Marjorie gave me her bank card, to use as I wish.I. The storm has put off my family’s Christmas gathering. With Frank gone, all my other plans have kind of blown away. Don’t even feel like doing much.”“I totally get that,” Denise responded, “I once had a Christmas bust-up. Thought I would never enjoy the holidays again.”“But it got better?” I asked.“I’m not much of a Christmas person anymore, I guess,” Denise answered, “But I get some enjoyment out of it.”“At least I’ve got something to keep myself entertained,” I said, wondering if Denise might.