"I gently stroked her arm. "But why?" I asked."Because..." she looked me in the eyes, now shaking like a leaf, "because..." Because?" Because I love y...u," she whispered."So what," Janice said, "we all love him." Not like that! I mean I really love him." No!" Pamela blurt out. "Really?" Yes!" Heather sobbed. "Yes, yes, yes!" But then why would you allow ... I mean ... why not..." I stuttered, flabbergasted."Because I knew I couldn't stop them ... and then I knew you would ... I mean, who. “You mean the breast milk. I wasn’t going to mention that, but sometimes you’re so interesting that I don’t watch my mouth. I wasn’t spying on you. They let me keep a six pack of Coke in the same refrigerator. I saw the bottles and had to ask about them. One of the cooks thinks I’m interested in her, and she told me.”“That’s horrible!” she gasped.“What? Why is it so horrible to ask about something like that in a university refrigerator?”“I mean about using that poor girl’s emotions to get. I sat a t my dining room table, with my morning coffee in hand and Raggs in my lap, staring blissfully after my lover enjoying the view. I was nearly late for my first class that day. I had become so lost in my thoughts at home it took Raggs biting ankle in hunger and frustration to bring me back to reality.I floated on air during my two morning classes. There could have been a horrendous thunderstorm and it wouldn’t have killed my happy sunny day attitude. Coming out of my second class I met. “How do you like the church you’re pastoring?”Gary looked at his old friend for several moments and then opened up. He expressed his displeasure with the congregant’s inability to be open to new ideas. He opened up about his frustrations of constantly being under the microscope, of the judgment if he allowed his children to go somewhere or do something someone in the church didn’t like. He expressed his great frustration with their lack of adequate financial support.Mike sat and listened to.