My head violently went back and forth. Carl's voice, rose and fell, pain on my cheek, dead; all dead; they killed my girls. I felt so much pain. Let m... die."Wake up, you son of a bitch." More pain to my cheek. I felt myself being dragged. I closed my eyes for just a second. I opened my eyes and saw a pretty sphere. I wanted to touch it, but it moved. Tired so tired."Henry wake up." Yes Mom. Just a minute." Henry wake up now!"I stretched. Aah my back is so sore. My arms hurt. What is that thing. It was something he wanted me to do he say so long and i never realized how turned on older men made me and sharing it with my husband and not having him upset because i was so scared to say anything but him the opposite was what led to me going on a date for him he set up when got back home.He asked me if he found someone would i go out on a date with him or have a dinner with them and he said it would be safe and make sure he know the guy before he had me go out with them and i guess kinda. " Henry looked closely at me. Could be a little satisfied smile had crept onto my features. "Son-of-a-bitch, you have already done that haven't you? Congratulations. If there were ever two people made for each other you two are." I scratched my ticket. Back on track again. Two dollars. I went home without beer on my breath.Things settled down in my life. The kids went to school. Jane started getting articles to edit. I had much more responsibility, but I was home just about every night. I was. " She laughed but had missed the mark. In fact, she made me even more nervous than before as I thought of the coatroom at the party. Was that her recruitment method? How long had she been doing this for? What the hell was I in for if it was her method?I shook my head slightly but vigorously as I turned to look out my window at the driver's side mirror, trying to play cool when I was anything but. "I'm not sure I get what you mean," I said as I pulled off from the curb. "but I'm running later.