I lean over to kiss her soft lips, and as I do, I notice that there is a heavier taste of chocolate than I had expected. I inspect the candy again and...notice that one corner has been rounded. ‘I thought I told you not to taste the chocolate, sweet girl.’ I say, in a compassionate manner, as if I regret what has to happen now. ‘It tastes good, I’m sorry, Daddy’ she responds, in her sweetest voice. Without a word, I firmly lead her by the scarf a few feet to the edge of the king sized bed. Still. Katrina broke down crying. Grace and Marion went to her and enfolded her. I felt I had no right so I stayed in my chair.Grace asked my plans. I had not made any reservations, but had thought out my trek into obscurity. I told the ladies that I planned to travel by railroad to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania which should take four to six days. From there the plan was to go by riverboat to St. Louis, Missouri, which should take eighteen to twenty days, then take another riverboat to Independence,. The sun hangs a brilliant singularity almost a foot above the tallest of the buildings. Over the deck railing she can see that between her building and the city there's a large expanse of greenish mud with wooden pilings stuck in it like crazy toothpicks. In the center of the mud is a wide twisting snake of greenish yellowish water.After standing for an indeterminate time she turns and looks about the room. She frowns. There are no clocks, there is also no TV, no entertainment center, no books. "I feel like parents at a sleepover," Bess agreed. "I never felt older." You coming?" I asked Devi. Never losing her beatific smile, she shook her head.After making sweet, unworried love for a couple hours Bess and I returned to hear the end of their final set and helped tear down the instruments. Melissa, Devi and my son got reacquainted in Devi and my room while Bess and I continued our lovemaking in her room.After dropping off Melissa, we spent time at the uncomfortable space of my ex's.