Wendy handed me a cup of coffee when I walked into the kitchen.“Wow!” I said. “I wasn’t expecting this. Thank you.”“I thought I’d try to...extend your birthday a little.”“You’re sweet, Wendy. I need to make coffee for the other women in my life, okay?”“Can I help? I’ve got the knack of this new machine down pretty well.” In fact, she was making better coffee with the fancy espresso maker than I was.“Wendy, you know how much I appreciate all your help?”“You do?”“I do. But you aren’t a servant. Ellen didn't mind. When I flopped onto my back, she nestled against me, kissing my face before settling onto my mouth. I felt Elsa nipping at my ear before kissing my cheek. She nestled against my other side. My eyes opened, and two sets of eyes, one green and one blue, looked lovingly down on me. I smiled lovingly back. I didn't even sigh. Sleep came easy.I awoke twice to two identical situations, the second time seeming surreal because of the similarity. First Elsa's mouth sucked me to near. The new secretary I had--notice had--programmed my phone incorrectly. All week messages have gone to the wrong people. My number is 555-1212. Give me a call. I would like to apologize personally instead of just in a message. Hope to hear from you soon."My machine was programmed for people to leave a message with the standard voice that came with it, not my own. Therefore, this Nate had no idea who heard about his tickets this week. A plan began to form in my mind, a way to get some information. I sat, watching them chat, smiling with pleasure. She came to dinner at their invitation, looking exquisite in her gown. There was an air of sadness about her, the reasons becoming clear over an after dinner drink for us, juice for my girls. They often complained about how I treated them. "We're not made of glass, honey, we'll be fine." I always explained they more like precious china, and couldn'd be replaced if they were broken. They'd giggle and quit complaining, for a little while.The.