Thinking I’ve been caught staring I stammer out that the carnival was in town. Liking the idea the girls and I climb into my car and we drive out to...the carnival. Personally I hate the idea but I guess that’s what I get for staring. After an hour or so the girls are tired and we get back to the house and Shannon goes for a nap on the couch. Jordan and I go to the basement for the cool air and start to play cards, having not yet cooled down I start to take off my shirt. “Wait, don’t take it off. I lay down on the bed nude and wrapped my arms around her small frame. She gave me a light kiss and said, ‘Sleep, darling. You’re going to need it.’ She drew the curtains, shut out the light and closed the door behind her. It took a while but I finally drifted off to sleep. I awoke to noises in the kitchen. I certainly hadn’t had adequate sleep, but with two days off, I would have ample opportunity to rest. I opened the door of my bedroom and was greeted with the smell of steak and eggs cooking. After the session before last, I lost my enthusiasm for ranting at Jenny. I just couldn't muster the passion if I wasn't going to call her a slut and a whore, or something similar. Talking to a shrink has helped some, although I don't know why; I never believed in that sort of thing, certainly not that it might have any effect in just a week. Still when we went back to see Dr. Gardner after sleeping in the same bed for a week, I was beginning to think that there might be some outer limits to my. All I really needed in my ‘office’ was my laptop computer. I asked to personally council Sarah after her husband died in an automobile accident. She and her husband had been friends with me and my husband, Arthur, for the last year. It would be easier to talk with her as I already knew much of her background. I told Sarah that we should get together this weekend, use the pool and Arthur could grill some chicken for us. Sarah said, “I don’t know, I think I’ll just stay home”. I looked at her.