Speaking of which, let me show you in.” Gladys finished.As they turned towards a set of double doors, Meagan turned and said, “Nice to meet you to...Glenda.” Then followed Gladys towards the doors.Beyond the doors was a conference room with a long table able to hold twenty people around it easy. Gladys indicated to Meagan to have a seat towards the top of the table. She sat down and Gladys told her, “Mr. Whit will be with you shortly.” Then she went back out through the doors, shutting them. The pressure of the incident that lead her to Evening Light, the episode with Tex and all that happened afterwards had put enormous strain on her body. Her period had become anything but regular, so missing one or two hadn’t registered with her as unusual. She grabbed her diary and started going over the dates. It was definitely a possibility. She looked up at Kate not knowing what to say or do. ‘I’ll call Doc Jenkins and drive you down there right now.’ Kate said heading to the phone. Grace. I’ll call Leo Dixon as soon as you talk to Betty Lou,” he said.Betty Lou pulled the cashier’s check log and looked up the check number Rita gave her. When she came back to the phone, her voice was strangely subdued.“That check was purchased just a few hours ago by Thomas Bledsoe. Where in the world did Tommy get all that money?”Rita thanked Betty Lou for the help and gently put the phone back in its cradle. She stared at it thoughtfully for a minute, then spun her chair around and faced her. And that’s not true -- it’s not -- I’ve never seen a UFO, and second cousins don’t count.A newlywed couple just moved into their new house. One day, the wife asked her husband, “Honey, one of the bathroom pipes is leaking. Could you fix it?”The husband looked at his wife and said, “What do I look like -- Mr. Plumber?”A few days went by, and his wife asked for a favor. “Honey, the car won’t start. I think it needs a new battery. Could you change it for me?”“What do I look like -- Mr..