She now said I had to lay on my back. As I did I noticed she looked straight down. She realised how noticeable her ‘discreet’ look had been and qu...ckly diverted her gaze to the x-ray machine. Again she had to feel for my hip. This time though as she carefully felt my thigh I placed my hand on her thigh. She took a deep breath as if an ice cube had run down her back. I don’t know why I felt the need to touch her; it just seemed the right thing to do. To my surprise she carried on feeling for my. "Deserting my babies again. I did it to Amy and Cindi, left them without a mother, and now I'm talking about doing it to these two also. Is there ... no way to break this cycle?" We all do what we have to do, Elizabeth," I counseled. My platitudes sounded hollow even to me."I ... could stay here. Maybe they wouldn't kill my friend. Maybe being with my babies is more important. Maybe I should just let whatever happens, happen."Blue fire flashed in Cindi's eyes."You do that and I'll never talk to. Are those the words I want? No, but they’re the ones that first enter my mind. They seem inadequate somehow. There are no words to properly describe what my senses are experiencing. There may never be another sight like this. Not one that I can appreciate in a like fashion. It is unique, of the moment.I begin to make my way to the front door, and this vision of loveliness is kind enough to hold it open for me. “Thank you” I tell her, and mean it from the bottom of my heart. Not for the. The lawyer side must be his second job she guessed.Marty was having a great time. He loved being out in the fresh air; even the rain had eased for a bit while they were in the yard. The smells of the farm and even the work pleased him. He hated being stuck in the office for long periods.By the time that they had cleaned off the tools and washed up, he was hungry and more than ready for his second cup of coffee. Mary made him drink a large glass of water first. He enjoyed the fresh rainwater.