The night was full of the cicadas' song and the churr of crickets. Lightening bugs flickered in the fruit trees, and heat lightning flared quietly out...toward the hills.Seth's mother, still dressed as she had been when her younger son had been taken from her, carried a small lamp to the door. "Who is there?" she asked."Messenger, madam," came the reply."Who is it?" she said without touching the heavy door."I have a message from your son."A familiar voice, she thought. Which son? Her pulse. . because Frank and I know the man we buy our burger from," he said, "The General gets their burger off the truck." He paused, "Ah ... yeah ... I get it." Why do you suppose I want to know who you get your burger from?" I asked."Don't go there, David. We're not telling."They weren't either. No matter where I spied ... I never saw the delivery man. That ... whoever ... had the best meat in three counties. His meat was better than the meat we bought from Mr. Dunsmore ... and I knew what he fed. “Besides I’ve got a date of my own.”Cerys didn’t pick up on Allison’s remark but ploughed on with her own concerns. “I’m going to get a new outfit for tonight,” she said. “Come and help me choose.”“I’m guessing this isn’t at a regular high street fashion retailer.”“No. Not at all. Do you remember that shop I told you about? It’s not far from here. Come on, you can take a couple of hours off. I’d really like your advice. Please.”Allison relented and a few minutes later she found herself, along. Kathi then ushered him into the bathroom where she put down all of her supplies."I'm here to help make you the most darling woman in the world." She said as she took him under her wing.She started with a generic make-over. She trimmed and permed his hair and then gave it some frosted highlights. She plucked his eyebrows, giving him graceful, thoroughly feminine arches. The make-up she applied was tasteful and accompanied by many directions and instructions on the how-to's of what she was doing..