Hewasn’t happy but took it like the wuss he was. What theHell was he waiting for? Then it hit me. Maybe that wasn’t Gary’s kind of s...ory.Maybe he was waiting for me to be seduced in my home.He did come home unexpected occasionally. Was heexpecting to find me in bed with a Black stud I hadfallen for? I kicked my self for being so foolish —and for giving Gary so much credit. If I was going toget Blacked, I couldn’t expect any help from him. Istarted paying more. It was well landscaped to offer a lot of privacy and I had a water garden near the deck that provided a relaxing water sound to go with the pleasant temperature. We sat and chatted for awhile on he deck before I went in to fix supper. It didn’t take long since I had already made the shrimp and tomato sauce mix for the spaghetti and had the salad ready. All I had to do was boil the pasta and toast the garlic bread. I quickly had it all ready and called them in to eat. I didn’t light. “Actually, he killed more than a million people.”“Was he a tyrant?” Jack asked.“No. He was a butcher,” Jane said bitterly. “One of the people he killed was my grandfather.”“I’ve known Ed for fifteen years. He never struck me as a bloodthirsty individual,” Jack said. He rubbed his chin. “I’m sure that he had a reason for killing all of those people.”“You have no idea what Ed Taylor was capable of doing,” Jane said getting confused about verb tenses for a moment. It was hard talking about the. While her religious doctrine was already being re-evaluated, it would take years to bring into line with what she now understood about forgiveness and grace. When she lied, saying she hadn't had time to prepare the room, Julia brushed it aside and said "Don't worry about it. We can spruce it up ourselves. You took care of me for years. I'm all grown up now."Lest she begin bawling again, Margaret said she'd start on lunch. Hank followed her into the kitchen.So the first night they climbed into.