Sandy was less than amused.“You are so full of it, Rachel. You wait till I’m gone and then you bonk our two friends. Hey, where they any good? I...hope not. You bitch!”Rachel knew the message was steeped in sarcasm and partially in jealousy. Her response was a simple smiley face emoticon. Rachel finished washing up, put on her clothes, and applied some make-up. She went out to the living room and found Max and Jason discussing a beer run. Jason decided to go and Max headed back to grab a. " Marge always used 'Mr. Crane' when she might be overheard.Paul picked up the phone.Paul: Glenda, it's Paul. I have to talk to you about something important. Can you give me a minute?There was a long silence. Paul waited for a response but there was none. He started speaking, anyway.Paul: Glenda, there's a lawsuit involving...Glenda: I know about that, Paul. I can't talk now. I have to hang up. I'll call you from my home after work. I'm going home early this afternoon. I'll be home at four.. " Surely. I'd be happy to help with them, if you like."The young man, that John had difficulty getting one-word answers out of, was positively garrulous when he began talking about barges. He'd obviously devoured every scrap of information he could find about them and talked excitedly to Amy until the truck arrived and they had to carry bags and bags of food aboard. The driver wanted Amy to sign for the delivery."Oh, no; I'm just visiting. Tom, here, is in charge."The driver did not look. The policeman walked up to my car and said, "Can I see your license andregistration, miss?" I reached over for my purse to pull out my license, whenit suddenly struck me. My license had my male name, and a picture of me as amale. I couldn't possibly show it to him!I told him I must have lost the license and I tried to talk my way out of it,flirting with the cop and pretending to be a ditzy blonde. Thankfully, he letme off with a warning. But it did make me late for work, which wasparticularly.