Donna had given it to him to help with his constant work on the apartment building, under the condition that he would also help her with her car. As m...ntioned, the garage looked more like the offspring of a barn and a junkyard, its contents collected by the former owner. Donna always said that she would get a dumpster and clean it out, but it was always “next weekend” or “next spring”. Either way, Isaac was at least able to get some useful parts from the junk horde, if not for his work then for. I hadn’t seen her for a while. She looked even more stunning than ever with her shoulder-length blonde hair in a Sameer, her light-blue eyes, and plump red lips. She was wearing a pink, cut off t-shirt and little jeans shorts, with bare feet. If I didn’t know she was sam’s mom, I could have easily mistaken her for his older sister. In fact, she had once told me that she and sam sometimes got mistaken for siblings. It was hardly surprising. I guessed she must have had him at an early age. “hi,. "Can we talk about something else?" she asked."Oh sure, Debbie," said Annie. "I'm sorry, I know it's been a distressing week for both you and Bill. Let's change the subject."The girls talked and laughed some more about a host of different subjects. Annie never brought up Dave and Frank again. Finally Bill and Greg came up from the basement. It was getting late and everyone had work the next morning.Bill caught Annie's eye during the good-byes and raised an eyebrow. Annie knew exactly what her. About 5 minutes later a pleasant if somewhat plain looking man enters the room, his face a good example for budding poker players, his expression telling me nothing.“ Good morning Mr Doe, and may I say, congratulations on still being in the land of the living, we thought you had left us on quite a few occasions, over these past few days.” speaks Dr Shatzenberg, giving me a couple more questions to ask him before he’s answered any that I already had. “ Wha…what happened?” I slur, again shocked.