8 - MY SON MISBEHAVINGI stood by the sectional sofa that faced the ornate fireplace, impatiently waiting for my son to stop dragging his feet and get ...ver to this semi-secluded area of the living room. I knew this would be the perfect area to sit Bennett down and really let the little brat have it. When Richard finally slouched his way to the alcove, I sat down on the sectional sofa and pointed to the spot next to me.“Sit down,” I hissed at him. Even from a few feet away, I could smell the beer. " the maid said.Richard looked up with a gasp and then continued fightingthe dress. The women looked around the room at thesuitcase, the high heels and all the petticoats lyingscattered about on the floor then started to giggle as theyfinally realized they were looking at a man in a dress."Oh... Excuse us! Uunnnggg... 'Ma'am'" one of the maid'ssaid as they turned to leave the room."We can clean up later dear, checkout time isn't untilnoon. Have a nice honeymoon!" The other said as theystarted. It flared out the camera it was so bright. And then he was gone. It was all over in a just few seconds. There's nothing left but a little bone and ash. I have no idea how in the hell I am going to write this up."I had a lot of questions, but I asked the most obvious one first, "Every twenty years since when?"The officer smiled. It was more of a grimace than a smile. He shook his head in that way that someone does when they know you aren't going to believe what they are telling you and. .....yes love, I'll be quiet."The 'phone rang, it was Doreen saying that she had got her car back and had been to visit her husband in hospital. His condition had worsened further and he was not expected to last through the week. She is upset and wished to come to us for company.I told her that she was welcome any time and that she need never ring first for permission to visit. She said that she didn't want to interrupt anything."Doreen, after your last visit here just what makes you think.