What matters is we have forewarning about someone else Melissa might have affected." But what good is it if we can't meet?" Melinda said.Jason shrugge... and shook his head in frustration."Aw, cut the gloom-n-doom shit, huh?" Richie said in annoyance. "Melissa's not Nyssa fer fuck's sake. She woulda screwed with a lot more people by now if she could, right?" I have no idea," said Jason. "I'm going to have to hope that you're right."An uneasy silence settled on them for the rest of the trip to the. I took a sip of the merlot with the roast. I thought it was below par – a bit acidic and too tart. Mom wasn’t a famous professor like you, I thought. But she would have known that this wine is crap. And she would never have served cooking wine to drink.“It’s so nice to hear that you’ve met John,” Margie said, brightly.“John?” I asked.“Jack,” said Brigette. “His name is John Everett Halvorsen Jr.”“Oh, sorry, I didn’t make the connection. I enjoyed meeting Jack, I mean John. He’s. " Will do," she said and hung up.I glanced at Piper. She was sound asleep. She looked so innocent and peaceful, and she was so beautiful she made my teeth ache. While holding my hand, taking three steps to my one, she'd stomped all over the land with me without complaint. She had not really understood what was happening; she was just content to be with me.A real trooper.At the house, I carried the sleeping child inside, put her on her bed, slipped off her cowboy boots and placed a blanket over. “Of course not, dear. Your dad was. Your grandfather told him I was all innocent just to make him pay more.”“But what about the blood?” I asked.“Oh, red paste took care of that. It was your grandma’s idea.”“Then you should have told this to Brooke, too.”“What difference does it make? Your dad was my first, but he still ran away with that whore. Did it make him stay with us? Now, get up, let me change the sheet.”I was tired so went to sleep as soon as the sheet was changed.The next evening I was.