‘Your sister is quite well, actually. Benjamin and Cass are doing incredibly well, growing like weeds. I am not concerned for them really, after all... Duncan will take good care of them. Your sister married very well. Actually, Morgane, I came to inquire as to how you are managing. I know that it has been very difficult for you, dealing with William’s death. From what I hear, things are not faring well for you in a business sense. I do not blame you at all, of course, it is a man’s. Jan is 12.Anyhow, it was the second Friday in May, the day the unexpected heat wave - mid 90s - engulfed much of the Northeast, and rolling brownouts swept much of New York City. The brownouts did something weird to the computer system in my office, so the boss just told us all to start the weekend early and not bother coming back from lunch. We were grateful, but except for that very reasonable and considerate gesture, I wouldn't have walked in on them.I caught the PATH to Hoboken and NJ. .. like people who now have all the time in the world.Carolyn, ever gracious, had resolved our dilemma with her customary grace and level headedness. She had made me feel special and preserved our close friendship. In fact sometime during the party we found ourselves alone for a few moments and she grabbed me around the waist and said,"Matt, you know I'll expect lots of grandbabies."I broke from her embrace and stood at attention and saluted her giving her a quick, "Yes Ma'am. I think I'm up. I returned to the couch and sat next to my all but comatose husband. My new friend friend sat next to me. I took a sip from my drink and then offered it to him. While he sipped I grabbed the cocktail napkin and used it to wipe the sweat from my cleavage. He sat the drink on the table, grabbed the napkin from my hand and used his other hand to undo another couple of buttons before reaching in my shirt to "help me" wipe the sweat from my chest. The crisp roughness of the napkin on my nipples sent.