Then I'll bring him into the office to gethim ready and talk to him. Then we'll come and get you."I did as I was told. After about ten minutes after B...idgette sent Keninto the office, she came out and met me in the hallway."Still nervous?" Extremely. I don't want to fail Ken or either of you." Don't worry about us," she said, "and, as far as Ken goes, since yourfirst session with him, he hasn't talked about suicide. If we aren'tsuccessful and he does return to suicidal thoughts, it won't be. Your favorite neighbor is okay, I guess." You sound down in the dumps." Oh, it's nothing. It's just ... well, hubby called and told me he would be gone another three days. It's been four days already, and now--three more." Seven days. No wonder you're down. Well, I have a cure for you. It'll drive your blues away and perk you right up." What is it?" You'll see."Kathleen chuckled in mystification as she heard the click of Zeta hanging up.She thought about her. Zeta lived a few houses away from. “I know you do,” he snickered at Neal, who already was sporting a stiffy in his fashionably, but in his case carelessly torn jeans. They had managed to bump into each other in a dirty video shop while down in London during a Metal Detecting convention a few months ago and promised each other to keep sthtum to the others. The scene on the screen depicted a slender, very very black girl being shafted in all three of her pink holes while wanking two other men.“So I’m not good enough for you,”. Not like she had. Did that mean I loved her less than she loved me?“Stop it,” Will said.I snapped my head up to look at him. “Sorry? What?”“Stop asking yourself if she loved you more than you loved her.”“How did you—”“Been there. Done that. Not on this scale, of course, but ... Truth is, Paul, she wrote this Will months after you wrote yours. And at the time you two were certainly a couple unlike when you wrote yours.”Still looking at him, I said, “I hadn’t thought of that.”“And why would you?.