Hell no!The doorbell echoed into the living room. Freddy, lap empty, stood and headed out. Cindy gave the matter no further thought. Her mind once aga...n was on Violet. How she had looked, almost lifeless on that hospital bed. You could see her breathe, chest rising and falling, but that was it. She didn't think John Carter and Neil had really understood, and wished to hell she hadn't. Who was going to comfort her..."Cindy! Someone to see you!"What the hell was Freddy yelling about. Or, should. The book was hurriedly replaced on the shelf as if it were a burning coal.The key rattling in the lock heralded my dinner and the extra blankets, and so it was, but it was Giuseppe who carried them in.He put a covered dish on the table, the aroma of which had my mouth watering in anticipation.“Let me introduce you to a Neapolitan speciality,” he said. “A dish greatly esteemed by the lazzaroni but considered by the nobility only fit for the labouring classes. They are blinkered fools, as this. He seem to all ways help the other neighbors out with things namely 3 old ladies name, Beth, Ann, Veronica. They were in there 50's and live together in a big house. He would help moan their lawn and help them with the grocerUnknown to Chris they were swingers who live a long and wild life. Beth use to be an erotic dancer, Ann ran a brothel at one point; Veronica was a dominatrix at one point. They all made enough money to retired but they still dabble into the old haunts. They all were in. Waxerman’s eyes sprung open at his words. Her own niece had taken him with her mouth even though he’d promised to marry her. Her jealousy came through the pain she was in. He was going to be HER husband and yet she’d never had a chance to show him her devotion to her future husband. Her niece had made the offer to him and he’d accepted. She’d never thought to do it herself. That he’d had to make do with someone other than her, made her feel a little sick inside. Doctor Hooker had agreed to be.