Ryan's presence always remained even after he had left. She lay back downand rolled over to his side of the bed. Drawing in the scent of his body, ofh...s cologne, she began to plan what to pack. Megan went about her day as she always did, a smile playing on her lips asshe thought about the weekend ahead. Ryan was nothing if not creative, andhe knew of her tastes, of her fantasies. It excited her to think what He mighthave in store for her. Megan packed for their weekend carefully. She knew Ryan. It was his wife’s.I wondered whether he spoke about her all the time or not at all. Could it be possible that the first person he opened up to - that the first person he could open up to - would be a woman who looked just like her?I would have given everything for ten more minutes.He didn’t say this. He didn’t need to. I’d felt it myself exactly one time in my life - not after the death of a family member, but when the man I had come to love more than any other in the world left me.He had said. ‘Ah…no…I-I didn’t,’ Ann sobbed, ‘I-I was too scared…I-I didn’t think…’ ‘I’m going to go over to your house, get the tape out of your answering machine and lock up,’ Martin said. ‘Then I’ll drive you up to Melissa’s.’ ‘All…all right,’ Ann sobbed. Reluctantly, Martin released his neighbor. ‘Having Ann in my arms felt kind of nice,’ he thought as he walked out the back door, crossed the yard, and went into Ann’s house. He grabbed the tape out of her answering machine, then he locked her doors and. I liked it when they showed Tarzan or Bomba movies. That normally held me over until Aimee came home.I knew that I was getting better, because the headaches had stopped. But I still couldn't move anything, and that drove me nuts.Anyways, it was after school ended that Denise and Kim started taking over those duties. I hated the fact that my sisters changed my diaper. God how I hated it. And then they washed me, and they weren't quite as careful as mama was. More than once I felt cold water hit.