”“Oh.”“The driver of the tow truck got out and fired three rounds at you.” I digested that. “Sig Sauer. P220. He was shooting .45s.”“O...ay.” New info, I’d been unconscious.“Because your truck was upside down, the passenger side was facing him. It was more difficult to hit you. Then two other cars pulled up — it was a pretty spectacular crash, one of your headlights was pointing up like a spotlight. Horn blaring.”I said, “Any description?”Sandra shook her head, “Conflicting. Understandable. He. When she returned, I told her it wouldplease me most if sleep sitting on the wooden chair next to the bed, however,if she wished, she may sleep beside me providing she didn't move or wake mebefore six. As I guessed she would, she clumsily rolled into bed, knowing fullwell I would likely make her regret her choice. I kissed her shoulder and wentto sleep dreaming about what I would do to punish her for her selfishness. At six the next morning, I awoke to the gentleministrations of my wife's mouth. "We need... Well, I need to talk about what we did this morning and I want to ask you some questions," he said matter-of-factly."Okay," I replied, biting my lip and willing my face not to get hot."You don't want it all the time, do you?"I shook my head. "No, just when I've been good enough. I want it to be special." A reward?"My mouth was dry. "I um, I don't mean to presume, but yes. I think it might get stale quickly."He nodded, turning back to his sauce and letting silence reign. The pasta. .. don't do that. You always have some smartarse comment to make. I think it's your way of avoiding the truth." Ok, Sabra," he shrugged, "we had some great sex." Mick looked around in case anyone else was within earshot, but they were alone. "I've loved you ever since you quit on me. I also love Michelle, even though she prefers Anna. I even love Anna in a way, although she's a dyke. Beyond that, I don't have any answers." Ok," she turned around and leaned back against the rail. "We're wired.