Josie (as we called her) hadrecently moved out after a huge fight--not that they weren't alwaysfighting. It was my wife's favorite soap opera. That di...n't stop herfrom sending me over for "emotional support."She went to the kitchen and I heard her open the fridge and take outsome beer. While she was occupied I shot him a quick text. "Wifesending me over to watch ballgame."His cryptic reply was almost immediate: "ROYGBVPB?" P," was my one-letter response."Of course," he replied. "LOL. 10m."I. Um, I think, it will make things better."She shook her head skeptically, and said, "well, I guess I could try."I said "thank you" as she bounced the paddle on my ass for a few tentative taps. Just then she smacked me hard with the paddle as I drew my breath in sharply. "I think..." WHAP! She landed another smack. I grunted, "...You can trust..." FWHAP!That one left me speechless.She stepped out of her heels and rolled up her sleeves. We proceeded in silence (aside from some stilted cries of. "You're well shot of that slut," said Derek in a gruff voice. "Helen hasmore class than that South African whore has brain cells. What did sheever do for you except cuckold you? I wouldn't fuck Heidi with abargepole and if that baby she is carrying inherits her intelligence thanI pity him or her. I also pity the stupid fuck who knocked her up and isgetting married to her."Helen rose from the sofa and took me in her arms to comfort me and Ibegan to realise that, if I was being betrayed by my. Some people had hearts that were filled with hate and that left dark spots.The half hour walk home took almost two hours as he stopped to talk to people. He wondered if he could help people start to enjoy life more and help them rid the evil in their hearts. In front of the second hand clothes store, he stopped to talk with Tricia Janey, the owner. Although there were few black spots on her heart, she had a very dull glow. The Sheriff walking down the street noticed Oliver talking to Tricia and.