He even threatened to call the cops on us and called us snot-nosed brats."The manager winced painfully."Yes, Daddy. We're leaving now, Daddy."By this ...ime we were in the parking lot, heading for the SUV. Joan said, "Yes, Daddy" again and handed the phone to Johnny.Johnny confirmed what Joan had said and then after listening to Michael said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. Understood. Later, Dad." He hung up and gave the phone back to Joan. Then he opened the door for us and turned to the manager. "You. The sun was coming in the window when I woke up. Oh shit I thought atfirst, I'm late for work. My kids were curled up around me, and theyjumped up running out the door to go potty. Seeing my heels and thedress I smiled.So it wasn't really a dream, I had gotten dressed up and everything.Well I thought I might as well do the rest of the wash. I carried thehamper to the bathroom and up ended it. then sat peeing in the toilet asI sorted through it.There in the bottom I found the little pink bra and. One push into the street could be accidental, but two? My ability to breathe left me again as my body went into instant panic mode, was somebody trying to kill me? I wrapped my arms around myself as my body went from frozen solid to shaking uncontrollably. There was only one person that had any interest in me dying, wasn’t there? I turned my face to the side quickly and proceeded in being violently sick, on the sidewalk, in the middle of the day, in the city I had lived in all my life. ‘Are. Then there's his sister -- to whom he's a nuisance. Other girls ignore him totally or give him shit for his issues ... He needs to break that cycle." You make it sound like he needs to have sex..." It might avert a crisis," I pointed out. "There are other possibilities -- like, for instance, discovering his mama has feet of clay like everybody else." That wouldn't be my first choice." Excuse me?" I pretended confusion. "I just meant that you could reveal the occasional mistake -- or maybe ask.