"I'm sure you'll be too busy for that." Mrs Carlton will keep me busy, I'm sure," he said and looked towards hisplump wife who was dancing with the he...d of finance."Take care, Beth," he said and before I could move away he'd kissed me onthe cheek, then he was gone, back into the crowd.My mouth was dry. Edward Carlton, who had managed his engineering companythrough boom and bust governments and passed it as a thriving concern tohis niece, thought I was a pretty girl called Beth as well. Whatever. Nora was a 42 year old widow who had never traveled beyond Missouri. Her husband was a successful business man who owned several large factories and never took a vacation. When he died of a massive heart attack at 45 he left her with a 21 year old daughter who was a junior in college and lots of property and wealth. Robert died in January of 1932 and by late May, when her daughter came home from college, Nora was ready to stop mourning and get on with her life.The factories were managed by. I knew I should never have got involved with him. It was a mistake to believe that he would eventually choose to be with me. God what a fool I had been. I honestly thought he cared about me. All the bullshit about how badly she treated him, how he was so unhappy. It was all just a line. A line intended to arouse my sympathy and make me feel sorry for him.And I did feel sorry for him. I wanted to make him feel better and naturally this involved sex. Not that it had done a lot of good. He still. This is the first day of your new life. You have a noon appointmentat the salon for that promised hair appointment. C'mon, get a shower, youstink."She pulled him out of bed and dragged him protesting to the bathroom."C'mon, you look fine. The little bit of swelling and bruising can becovered up with makeup and you are getting your ass out of bed now. Idon't want anymore gripping. Let's go, baby. Time to make yourselfbeautiful and have fun at the same time."Frankie showered and washed his hair..