”“Are you not counting yourself among mortal men anymore?” Nick teased. When Ed didn’t answer, he looked at his stepfather. “Rosangela just ...ffered herself to you?”Ed shook his head. “I’d rather not name names, but there is something I want to talk to you about ... maybe while we eat. How long does it take to get breakfast delivered here?”Someone knocked at the door. Nick said. “That long, apparently.” But when he opened the door, Dennis was standing there. “Hey. You’re not breakfast.”“I’m. I want to know how long Mave has been stepping out on me, with who, with how many, and most of all I want to know why."She looked at me and said, "I can't do that Dave, she's my best friend." Yes you can babe, and you will if you don't want Tom to see these" and I pointed at the pictures. "If it will make you fell better I don't intend to use what you tell me against Mave, but our marriage has just moved to a different level and if it is going to survive I need to know what's going on.. " Cindy relaxed a little more, seeing that the old womanseemed fairly nice. She nervously gave a smile back. "Well..." the oldwoman said, gesturing for Cindy to come inside, "I wasn't expecting anytrick or treaters this year." On seeing the disappointed look onCindy's face, the old woman chuckled, "Oh, don't worry. I think I canfix you up with something." Cindy looked around as she stepped in, surprised. The outside of thehouse looked so scary and spooky, but everything inside looked so. I had sold the family business and was going to work for the supermarket in the least responsible job they would give me after a lifetime of responsibility. 'What would you like to do first? Get some food and then deal with the 'homework' or the other way around' 'Let's do the work first then we can have a relaxing meal' was her reply.It took about an hour to plough through the question paper with a few references to the company manual that we had been given. 'Food time' I announced as we.