Was her sex life really all right? Tired from getting too little sleep, she dozed off. A knocking sound awakened her. She stretched and looked around,...confused to find herself on the sofa with the TV on. Then she remembered. She got up, walked through the kitchen, and opened the door. Freddy Allen, standing on her back porch, looked at her almost transparent attire and reddened. ‘Ah, I’m sorry,’ he stammered. ‘Am I too early?’ ‘It’s all right, Freddy,’ Lois said. ‘I had to get up early. Mr.. Nancy suggested instead of going to Ken’s West here that they should take a ride and go to the original Ken’s which was located in North Rivers. Brad seconded that suggestion and asked her for the address where he would pick her up at six thirty.Saturday morning found Brad on the lake fishing for trout using his newly purchased cheese bait. A few times when Brad checked the bait at the end of his fishing line he saw that it was gone. He re-baited and finally did catch one nice size rainbow. " So what, you're like the legit God?" Molly asked. "Is that why I saw you when I died?" Yes, I was supposed to decide if you would go to Heaven or Hell," David replied. "But I revived you, because I didn't want my daughter to be dead." Well thanks, I guess," Molly said."Hang on, is everyone else missing the big picture here?" Jack asked. "If Dad's God, then that means he can do anything. We could have anything we want." Well, I suppose that's possible..." Samantha said."Awesome!" Jack shouted.. Betty followed Jennifer to the bathroom. "Which one do you want, this one..." Jennifer held up the red one. "or this one?" She held up the black one.Betty looked at them both. "Why don't you choose first?"Jennifer sighed. "You know why I don't."Betty smiled, her first admission that she was no longer in control. "I'll take the red one. Now you're going to put it on me."Jennifer shook her head. "Can't you put it on yourself? I really don't want to."Betty put her hand up. "That wasn't a choice.".