You have to meet her." You're having Cindy and your wife at the same dinner party?" Her voice sounded hoarse, like she was strangling or something. I ...as absolutely sure that everyone in the Macklinson family already knew every piece of my personal business as it pertained to my domestic arrangement. She was being duplicitous with me."We've shared beds together, Trudy. I don't think sitting down to dinner will be a strain on either one of them." She laughed, delightedly."I wondered if you'd. "Oh now I'm really jealous." Samantha said. "You got the dark hair I always wanted."Tessa laughed. "It's not that great." Oh, yeah?" Samantha said, "Try living as a dumb blonde for a while." I know," Tessa replied. "I spent a summer as a blonde a couple years ago. I really surprised some guys when I had to figure out the size of the tip for them at dinner." And you dumped them afterward?" Samantha asked hopefully."No, I picked one and fucked his brains out. But that's what being a blonde is all. One rainy day she was in bed with her boyfriend when, to her horror, she heard her husband's car pull into the driveway.'Oh my God - Hurry! Grab your clothes and jump out the window. My husband's home early!''I can't jump out the window. It's raining out there!''If my husband catches us in here, he'll kill us both!' she replied. 'He's got a hot temper and a gun, so the rain is the least of your problems!'So the boyfriend scoots out of bed, grabs his clothes and jumps out the window! As he ran. There were more people than usual at the Web when I stepped in the door--there was a series of poetry readings scheduled throughout the weekend, starting tonight. Good thing I can read through just about anything. I'm sure that there may well be several lovely works of poetry I'll miss out on, but it's really not my thing. Thankfully, the crowd soon migrated to the stage area of the bookstore, leaving the coffee shop area mostly deserted.About four hundred pages (I was reading Maeve Binchy's.