Pop dug her grave and the next morning just before sunrise we carried her up and laid her to rest. I told you there was some sad secrets about the pla...e. That was one of them." How come you didn't have a proper funeral? You obviously loved her." Dotti left here in 1926. She wrote home some. Said she had found out how to really live. I guess she was pretty wild. We all knew she was a scarlet woman, but then she wrote she was married. Guess she didn't change her lifestyle much even married. She. ’ A voice coming from the side of her in the distance. She knew that deep, sultry voice. He came out of the darkness with his hands in his shorts pockets. She couldn’t find anything to say, let alone her own voice, so she stared at him, confused. Where did he come from? ‘Figured you’d be down here somewhere.’ How? Was he following her? No, because she never told him what hotel, or even what part of the city. ‘How…?’ She couldn’t even ask him. ‘Cuz I know you, remember?’ he giggled. God she. She said, "Your husband Darren was clearly attracted to Renee."Joyce replied, "Yes, he certainly was."Marion then moved to Joyce on the same couch and whispered in her ear,"Joyce, you will never guess, but Darren was really hitting on myhusband, Richard!"Joyce gasped out loud. "What?" she asked.Marion giggled, "Yes it's true, Renee is really Richard, my husband."Joyce had never met Richard before so she had no idea. At that thoughtJoyce and Marion both started to giggle together.Joyce started. A small, sky-lit room held the toilet.The other wing had two bedrooms and a bath between, the bath completely open as on the other side, the bedrooms separated from the patio and from each other by a low brick wall and a glass partition that did nothing to hide the big, raised beds.Mary hung her clothes in the entry and wandered around the house, looking in closets, bouncing on the beds, looking at the books in the library. She took a dip in the pool and stretched out on a lounge in the sun..