You rescued yourself and your sister. That kind of makes you my hero because you did that. But you’re wrong. It isn’t over.”“What?”I didn’... know what to say so I stood up and walked away from him. I walked to the end of the bed and looked up at the print of one of Mum’s paintings that hangs there. I’m sure I’ve described it before. It’s the one Mum painted when I was five or something. The painting shows Dad with his shirt off holding a nude version of the five year old Bec. The contrast. Most municipalities have passed laws that preclude the homeless from using public libraries, for example. The laws say they can be expelled for unruly or unsanitary behavior or noxious body odors, which on the surface sounds reasonable, but security personnel at the libraries use the law to refuse entry to all homeless - period. A shame, because some homeless need not only the information contained in the libraries but also other facilities to end their homelessness, facilities like copy. Most of his friends were now "borrowed" from Glenn.Glenn was blind to all other things in his life. At first he had been excited about the possibility of Roslyn and David doing a middle aged rematch of days gone by but after watching them show no interest in each other he ruefully submitted that it was over ... that it was something in the past. After all, no matter how great Roslyn looked to be forty-eight she wasn't near the Goddess appearance of Sue. He assumed David no longer had interest. “I’m strange. I escaped from two abusive situations three times, and still I long to have a master that I submit to. I talk to Shiela, my therapist, about it. I understand I’m a product of my upbringing with that horrible man.” Wendy couldn’t even call him her father. I blinked away a tear. “I’m getting better and stronger every day. Sheila says that I’m stronger than I think. But I don’t feel strong, Tony. I have an overwhelming urge to please and to serve.”I held Wendy and she began kissing.