They got out of the car and went into the hospital. Lonnie’s mother was sitting in the waiting room outside the Intensive Care Unit. She looked up w...en they walked in. Recognition showed in her eyes and she smiled. ‘Captain Flannigan,’ she exclaimed, ‘I’m so glad you stopped by. The doctor was in a little while ago. He said it looks like Lonnie’s going to be just fine.’ ‘I’m glad to hear that, Mrs. Ames,’ Martin told the bulky, graying, pleasant-faced woman. ‘Mrs. Ames, this is Ann Wallin, she. She looked to Susan, and she followed Rhonda's lead. Lisa had some melons, and shed her top. It was a great view. Christy had been reluctant to smoke, but she did. She was reluctant to grab a beer, but she did anyways, and she was reluctant to shed her top. I held up my hand, and said, "I'd like to make some rules for this week. We're going to have seven people in this condo. I don't want anyone to trash this place or make anyone a permanent maid, so if you finish a beer take it to the trash.. It’s set up in much the same way that a motel is, minus the whole sleazy factor. Despite the reasonable rent, the place was full of nice, classy people and there hadn’t been a single disturbance since my wife Danielle and I moved here eight years ago.Nothing until Seema moved in to the apartment adjacent to ours with her husband Ravi.God, what a gorgeous, gorgeous girl. Bright, red hair that couldn’t have been natural (not that I gave a shit), beautiful, shimmering blue eyes, smooth skin, long. Beginning a new chapter in my life, I had more important things on my mind than pianos, accordions, and music. Now more than twenty years later, still unable to afford a piano, even a spinet piano, and with no room to put one even if I could afford one, I’m back to thinking about accordions. I miss playing them. Something that none of my girlfriends could do or understand why I played the accordion over the piano, they marveled at how I could play a musical instrument that had so very many.