Even hate yourself....You're... special, honey. To me, you're very special." He couldhear the tears in her eyes through the quaver in her telephonevoi...e."It's not, it's not necessary," said Kelly, a little desperately."I was happy. We were happy." His nose had begun to run also andhe hesitated to use the fine cloth napkin for such a purpose."We were," Barbie agreed, "We were happy, honey, I think the twoof us could be happy lost in a snowstorm if we had each other.But honey, we weren't *safe*.. Will this problem put my family at risk of harm?”This was a question that Bob felt comfortable providing a reply to, without violating the trust of his coworkers. He said, “I do not think so.”Satisfied that Bob had answered truthfully, Ed sighed and allowed the water to relax his body. He said, “I won’t question you any more.”Bob left the room and went directly to Marguerite to let her know that Ling had raised Ed’s suspicions. Ed wondered what was going on, but decided that there was time to. Maybe itreally was what those boys said it was, a large dog.??Would a dog do something like that to a boy?? Mom asked worriedly.?Possibly,? Dad allowed as he sat back to consider the canine angle.?German Shepherds, Great Pyrenees, and Mastiffs are pretty big dogs,and if one of those had been abused or abandoned I guess it wouldn?t beout of the ordinary for them to turn feral. Since we don?t have anactual wolf population in this region, present company excluded ofcourse,? he said with a nod to. How, then, can He be Love?"But, Cassandra," the objective reader might interject at this point. "Don't you have any happy memories?"Sure... some. Take last July, for example. When I was so certain that I'd found love at last. I was so certain of it, in fact, that I gave up my apartment in Carson City (and the independence that went with it) in order to move down to Las Vegas in order to spend the rest of my life with the one I loved. Not the smartest thing I've ever done... as it turned out....