“What are you smiling about?”“Ask your question.”“I’ve heard you two say ‘our man’, ‘our husband’. You’re over there and she is ...nuggled into Tim. What’s going on?”“Okay, I told you we have secrets, too. This is one of them. Tim is both of our husbands. We accidently ended up feeling this was right when your father, my father, decided to try to ruin her life and divorce her. We entered into this relationship as equals. We all belong to each other. Not us to Tim, but each of us to the. I don’t know of anything that makes you feel much grander than a mother and auntie telling you, “Well done, Birdie, really well done.”One lunchtime puzzlement. At the Unicorn Club, Ms. Sloane turned the conver. to The McGovern, “I like that girl, Birdie, she’s a sharp one.”Yes, she is that. And I like Trish too. But the war footing intent is to get me out from under the crossed hairs of the wedding sniper’s aim, if I make myself lucid.Last year, at our office Christmas party — it’s a real bash,. "Samuel laughed again. "I don't mind your swearing," he said. "In fact, I find it kind of sexy."I felt my cheeks burn as I blushed. "I didn't want you to think I'm trashy." Never."I walked over to the wall, then remembered my cell phone. I dug into my purse, pulled it out, and threw it back in. "No fucking signal." I had forgotten the company had made the elevators cellphone proof to cut back on people talking and bothering the riders."Looks like we're trapped." It does indeed."Samuel moved. The very next day he’s back at work in the saw mill.A couple of days go by, and then Mick slips and severs his leg on another bloody big saw.So Paddy puts the limb in a plastic bag and rushes it and Mick off to Hospital.Next day he calls in to see him and asks the nurse how he is.The nurse replies, “He’s out in the Rehab again exercising”.And sure enough, there’s Mick out there doing some serious work on the treadmill. And very soon Mick comes back to work.But, as usual, within a couple of days.