“You were about to ask if I needed anything, right?”She focused her eyes back on mine, “Ah, yes.”“I guess I’m doing fine for the moment.�...She enters the den and takes the chair in front of the computer next to me. She then noticed the desktop photo, “Where did you get that photo?’“I found it in moms e-mail,’ I glanced down at the shorts Laura was wearing, “is it you?”“Yes Pop it is,” she said. “It wasn’t supposed to be circulated.”I placed my hand on Laura’s leg, “Was it taken by Jason,” she. Soon, I won’t be able to walk.” I blinked and stared at her, feeling that I look like an idiot right now. “Do you want me to carry you?” I asked. “I still feel strong enough to walk on my own, but it would be nice to have someone beside me till I get home. I live two blocks away from here. “ “OK. You have to recharge your batteries, uh? ” “Yes, literally,” she said and crutched toward the intersection. “What’s the purpose of this …neurosupporting system?” “I broke my back a few years. Better be careful what the fuck you say in New York. You could wind up dead.’ Henry dropped the rube and of course the fare scared shitless over paid. Suddenly, during the turn around on the New York side at 181st and Fort Washington, Henry saw the flash as he passed. It was now almost 6:30 AM. Body bag leaned on the curb in the gutter. Murder had waited for Henry back in Manhattan at 181st across the bridge. Violence perpetrated by persons unknown: the body-bag had been there for at least a. I'll get the key from you later."I nodded and watched silently as Angela Stevens walked down the stairs. Today, Angela would have become my mother-in-law, but fate conspired to keep us from having that relationship. Nicole died two weeks ago. Died senselessly as a drunken man crossed the centerline with his expensive SUV, lost control and plowed into Nicole's Geo as it sat waiting for the light to turn green. We had been waiting for her to come home, Angela and I, so we could go out to dinner..