Feeling lightheaded and not wholly in control of what was happening she sipped at the wine as the conversation and compliments flowed. “Are you OK�... asked Craig when she put her head in her hands and closed her eyes “maybe we should get you home when we’ve had ‘one-for-the road’ …maybe you can put that sweet mouth to a better use”. “Yeah, I’d like to see you swallowing something better than tomato juice as well” laughed Trev. Laughing along but not sure why, or where the headache had come from,. Beverly's car was in the driveway; good, I thought, I was horny as a goat and a round in the sack and a good dinner at Carl's Chop House would do me just fine.I walked in the house and hollered, "Bev, I'm home." No answer. Maybe she was taking a nap. I carried my suitcase into the bedroom and stopped dead at the sight in front of me. What are you supposed to do when you walk into your bedroom after a two-day absence and find it looking like a whorehouse? A pair of high heels lying on the floor. ”We went to the dining room where we were joined by everyone except Jesse and his moms.“I spoke with Doctor Barton and Doctor Carver,” Sensei Jim said. “We worked out an exercise plan for you. I understand you’ll be jogging in the mornings with your doctor friend?”“That’s right. Gina - Doctor Swanson - will run with me as she has for some time, but we’ll take it easier. I know she’s spoken with Doctor Barton.”“Good. Two weeks from today, you’re to start coming to the dojo. You can do the. It's driving me nuts. I hope to God someone's listening that can do something about this. The name's Edward Baker. Give me a call, please."Steve looked around the room at his family. He wasn't quite sure what he was looking for; he was the one that was going to have to figure out how to help the guy, not them. What he found did make him feel better about looking for a solution; every face he looked at was calm, trusting him to find a way to help that wouldn't hurt any of them.Somewhat.