Her long-time friend needed no self-acknowledgement: she had always been a little hot-box, and as well she had forever harbored secret lesbian desires...toward Jean. Besides, her voluptuous blonde friend was not, after all, the first girl in her swinging life, was she... !With Jean Blakely, her short interval of avid soul-searching had been somewhat different. Convinced now that she had been under the influence of some drug the night before, probably LSD, she was unceasingly conscious of the. Don’t forget what I’ve told you.”‘Oh, dear. And what would that be?’ she wondered to herself. ‘Perhaps, if he had written it down somewhere. Or I had. Or someone had!’“Cheshire! Come back!” she called out uselessly for once again, he had disappeared completely. Taking a deep breath, she waited for the twins to return, blowing it slowly out as they seemed to reach an agreement with the bishop and returned with joyful smiles.“We get to play with you as long as the tea lasts,” they told her, each. I can’t drive him back and forth and neither can you. Be realistic!”“No!”Dad rubbed his face and excused the rest of us. Suzie helped Nana up to her room. Nana was in the early stages of senility and needed a fair bit of help. Nobody had invented Alzheimer’s yet, so we were all ignorant and called it dementia or senility or natural causes or old age. Within a year, Nana would be in an old folk’s home. Hamilton and I went downstairs, although I stayed in the family room, so I didn’t have to put. She left me to it telling me to give her a shout when it was ready. Once it was full and up to temperature I called her and she returned with a glass of wine and asked if I would like one, I said I was ok. She dipped her hand in the water, which was nice, and warm, I showed her the controls for heat settings and the speed of the bubbles. She handed me her drink and said she would be back in a minute and disappeared off into another room, she soon returned wearing a robe. She was obviously going.