“Well ... right about the time I usually get home, I pulled up in front of the house and waltzed through the front door like it had just been a norm...l day. And there’s your Mama at the stove getting dinner ready like she always does at that time. Her eyes caught mine the second I opened the screen door, and she’s wearing her typical pleasant smile. I walked over, wrapped my arms around her from behind, gave her a discreet peck on the cheek, and asked how her day was.”“‘Aw, the usual,’ she says. Even when they were dipping me into the cold water and nearly drowning me it seemed like it was someone else they were doing it to." When did you start to feel more connected to reality, Roberta?" When they hung me upside down and started whipping me. I knew I was in the deepest possible disgrace to be punished like that. I felt total despair at that moment. Then I remember nothing until I was conscious again and told I was to be imprisoned here for the rest of my life." And all these months. ”“You’re right. She wasn’t in the least reluctant, and that was as much about their fondness for each other as it was for what I wanted of her.”“Yes. So, anyway, Chandi and I want to be together a lot more than seems feasible. Especially if it includes you.”“True. I’ll need to head to Minneapolis after this.”“Putting your show together.”“And working on the damn script.”“Not enjoying it?”“I hate it.”“So give it up. Let Jonny write it. It’s not been contracted yet.”“No. Cheryl’s been distracted,. ”“Embarrassed for her, I escaped back to the kitchen. When the sausage rolls were ready, the kitchen guy and I took them out to the lounge. I noticed immediately that Pete and the guys he had been talking to were missing. The room seemed half full, but I didn’t think much of it, and the guy from the kitchen started making conversation.”“Are you really sure you want me to go on with this Don?”Both Don and I sounded a bit short of breath as we gasped our encouragement. Both of us were forming.