A driver opened the backseat door, and we climbed in. We drove for about an hour, finally stopping at what looked like a small shop in a nice part of ...own. We got out and walked inside. Sir talked to one of the employees for a moment, and we were led to a back room. I was told to wait in the small room until Sir got back.Sir came back in with a short, balding man with small wire glasses. The man looked over me once and smiled."Nice pick, Shane," he said, talking to Sir. Sir nodded, and smiled. "Okay. Shoes on, then you can go downstairs and watch cartoons. Better yet,read a story book. Or even better, play a game with Fredericka." I don't think she wants to play with me right now. I don't think she likedit when I won this afternoon." Oh, I'm sure she didn't mind." Much. "Just play nicely. I have to change,and I may lie down for a bit before I fix supper. Is soup and crackersalright? Pudding for dessert?" That's fine, Mommie. I'm not really hungry."Not yet. Give it a couple of hours.. Men hardly gave her complements any more, and yet there she was being complemented by this young black man who looked a little younger than her own son. What’s even more amazing is how he effortlessly managed to make her feel like a silly school girl too….. ************ “What’s new Mrs. Crane?” Shane, her gay hair dresser asked Shirley with a naughty effeminate, curious look on his face. “What do you mean what’s new Shane?” Shirley asked trying desperately to keep a straight face. “Oh come off. " We're here from Silicon Valley," Simmons said, after ordering his own meal, "and we have a proposition for you. You see, after the sickness, some of us wanted to try to preserve as much of our technology as we could. As you may remember, the Silicon Valley was home to many of the companies that invented that technology, as well as manufactured it." You don't have to give me a history or geography lesson," I told him. "I was once CEO of TeleSoftCon." I thought your name sounded familiar!" he.