Kids that played together in our little neck of the woods.School finished up. We packed up our few prized possessions. Some clothing. And mom drove us...all to Allentown, Pennsylvania.The summer of 1969.My Uncle and Aunt ran a cemetary. They, and their 4 kids, lived on a house right off the main entrance into the enclave.I can picture eating meals at their large kitchen table. Sleeping in an upstairs bedroom in that lovely house. Playing outside from morning to night. Sometimes following the. "You've brought shame upon this house!" No—I can't," Becky blurted out between sobs."How can I preach to my flock when mine own abode is stained with transgression?" Ethan picked up the empty text kit box. "Where did you get this contraption?" Mr. O'Toole got it for me, but..." she began the answer."O'Toole!" Ethan screamed. "Him again! He had you when he was supposed to be tutoring you? He despoiled you in the school?" No—no!" Becky cried. "You've got it all wrong." Don't deny it, harlot!". He shrunk against the wall and tried to cover hisbreasts with his hands to little effect. "Is that all she is to you?I'm just a body to everyone?"Russell shielded his eyes before speaking. "No, I'm so sorry. I'mterrible with words. I am without editing at least. Duchess Immensiais absolutely more than her appearance." He took the time to ensure histhoughts came across clearly. "If I were to describe her, I would sayshe was a strong woman dedicated to her family above all things. When. You said you wanted to understand, so come inside and put your money where your mouth is.” I grinned evilly, knowing she could never resist a challenge. With a curse, she flung the car door open so hard I thought it would tear the hinges off. “Fine, damn you. Let’s go see what’s so goddamn exciting that you’re willing to lie to me for it.” I scowled and plucked the keys from the ignition as she slammed the door hard enough to rock the car on its springs. I felt a twinge of guilt about lying to.