She swallowed hard. Now what? They got out of the car, John got their bags out of the trunk, then he led Gail into the house. Greg seemed surprised to...see Gail with his uncle, but his look of surprise was quickly replaced by one of delight. He hugged his uncle, then he turned to Gail. ‘Hi, Gail,’ he said. ‘It’s been a long time, nice to see you again.’ He turned back to his uncle. ‘You didn’t tell me about this, Uncle John,’ he said. ‘Is it a problem?’ John asked. ‘You know better than that,. I head toward thekitchen. It seems my body knows the morning routine as I make breakfast.I hear the shower running. As I finish up my wife returns wearing atowel around her waist. Her modest breast stand firm on her impressivebody. She doesn't look like a weight lifter but it is clear that she isvery strong. She towers over me bending over to give me a kiss.I say good morning hun as she sits down and I set the breakfast in frontof her. I can't help but stare at her amazing stature. She ask if. The fridge and pantry were newly stocked with essentials, and there were two bottles of wine on the brand new dining-room table.Their new apartment was perfect.Eve works in mysterious ways, thought Julie.Julie's memory stick was back, too, sitting next to the wine, with a post-it note attached.Julie picked it up, and read the note with a smile.Thanks for everything, Julie!Thanks for everything, Cassie!Hope you like your new "digs".Love, Eve and Lilli.XXX OOOJulie re-attached the memory stick. Again, and again settling into the rhythm. Squeeze, roll, squeeze, pull. Milk. Squeeze, roll, squeeze, roll. Milk. Quickly, the smell of fresh milk waft up, playing with my senses. And I let my mind return to Henry.Needing to talk about it, not just thinking about it, I start to talk to Charlene. “He took me right over there,” I told her, turning my face and pointing with my nose at the work horse. Usually, a few saddles would be resting there, waiting to be waxed. But it was still bare from.