She spoke of how they had met, hislooks and the way he treated her, and the way she felt when she was withhim.At the end of the second drying of Ken's...hair, Anna started the processof getting it off. She worked slowly and gently as she pulled the capback off of Ken. She would not let Ken look in the mirror until she hadcombed and brushed out Ken's hair.Once she was satisfied with the results, she had Ken close her eyes byputting her hands over them. Anna then slowly turned the chair with Kenin. When you have tramped over as many roads as I have they all begin to look alike. And I had probably walked over these same hills when I was a slave to a caravan master in the time before the Assyrians. But four days after I left Jerusalem I stood on the edge of a valley, Jezreel by name, and looked at a tiny village: one street and a dozen houses made of mud brick and stone. The clerk had muttered something about Nazareth being nowhere in particular; as I gazed at the place I thought he had. Shame his wife found out about us... and a shame he had neglected to tell me about her in the first place! (And before you ask, i was a bit younger and more naive back then. Now i just take what pleasure i can get, when i can and wives can deal with the fallout afterwards.)With regard to Sharon, the Internet permitting, you should have received a letter from her about eight hours after the report on me carrying out my punishment. I'm currently working on the letter from her to her daddy. By the time the customer left the store with her package, Kristen had moved to a table of sweaters. Her thoughts elsewhere, she folded them and stacked them neatly by size. Susan came over and began to help."You seem to be pretty chipper for someone who went to a party last night, Kristen." Susan winked at her. "I usaully expect my employees hung over on a saturday." Susan, you know I don't drink." Kristen shrugged and added, "Besides, it wasn't that sort of party." Yes, I know, but I sometimes.