‘I think I’ll go back to bed, I’m not feeling too well.’ Ann nodded. She knew that Cassie had loved James and was probably trying to escape he... grief. Ann was doing the same. ‘Sure,’ she said tonelessly, looking down at her own plate. ‘I think I’ll do the same in a while.’ The two women spent the day in their own rooms, reliving every moment they had had with James. For Ann, it was painful, but it was equally painful for Cassie. She had loved the man like a father, and unlike Ann and Chris, had. Very worth while indeed. For me and for him both so far as I could tell. He was like me in many ways...brought up under strict schooling and English discipline...private boarding school where all manner of nasty things go on at the dead of night, but no more of that. But it meant that we had both been beaten by senior boys, - who no doubt got one hell of a sexual thrill out of it tho' they claimed they were simply maintaining discipline and it was nothing personal.....you bet it wasn't. How. Half the men in this place would dump their date for a chance to take you home.”“That’s only because they don’t know what I really am.”We had a lovely dinner and I continued to drink way more than I should have. This whole scene had blown my mind so much I didn’t know what else to do. A few other men stopped to talk to us. They invariably seemed to pay inordinate attention to me, when they stopped to talk to Matt. We finished dinner and I thought Matt would take me back to my place.“Lynn,. . You're coming empty handed?"Wise Italian GrandfatherAn old Italian man in Brooklyn is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside, "Guido, I wan' you lissina me. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated... 38 revolver, so you will always remember me." But grandpa, I really don't like guns ... How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?" You lissina me, boy! Somma day you gonna be runna DA business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos.".