"Marie placed her soft right cheek against the inside of my thigh and looked over at her husband, Jim."Do you want to explain this, Darling, or shall ...," she asked him?"I will, sweetheart," Jim replied."Wallz," Jim began, "I don't know how to explain what is happening but for a very long time I have had what can, at this point, be best described as a fantasy of seeing Marie have sex with another man. She and I have discussed this on many occasions and until today she has never been willing to. " Can I at least drive you home?" Okay."Damn! She'd done it again! She'd said yes when she meant no.Despite her misgivings, Michael's behavior was reassuring on the drive home. He made her laugh at his comic impressions of Mr. DiGisco's over-the-top personality, they exchanged opinions about their favorite pop singers, and they shared meaningless chitchat about some of the kids they knew in common. Everything was very casual and Lynn felt no pressure as long as Michael acted like a friend, and. If it works out for both of us we can talk about whether you will stay longer.’ More details were exchanged, and it was agreed the student would move in that day. As he wrote a check, Paul asked ‘Was that your husband I passed on the way in?’ ‘Not any longer. We’re divorced. I live alone. Part of the reason I wanted to rent the apartment was to have someone else on the property.’ That explains the look, the student thought to himself. There’s a lot of bitterness and pain there. Doesn’t look. Any time is fine, I never go anywhere. Mom.” She held the scrawled sheet for Eva to see.Eva carried some tea and a slice of pie to the table and sat across from Janet. “See? Your breakfast isn’t any better than mine.”“Except,” Eva replied, “that I made the pie so I know what went into it. Lord knows what went into those cheap chocolate-chip cookies of yours.” She scanned Janet’s letter. “That’s quite the handwriting.”“Mom’s vision isn’t very good.”“Does she have cataracts?” Eva asked. “How old.