Give me a sec... ! Okay, napkin aweigh!" she laughed.A year ago, Molly would have been mortified; and would never have allowed herself to participate ...n such outrageous behavior in a public place. Nor, would she have been brave enough lto have accepted such a brazen little erotic dare.Giggling at the humor and Kelly's outrageous invitation, Molly said with fake anger."You really are a naughty little Chinese Bitch, aren't you? Okay... , get ready... I'm dropping my napkin," she laughed.A second. She’d ruined any chance of enlisting the cooperation of Widener, the police, and now, the TV station, and that meant she was entirely on her own. But Anton wasn’t just a story, he was a BIG story. If she could scratch up enough stuff to put it together, she knew damned well that she could sell it to somebody for a lot a money; another TV station, a magazine, maybe an important online blogger. Hell, she could write her own blog and do the story in installments! She already had some good. And every time it comes up a big storm… I find myself waiting for History to repeat itself.’ * * * * Henry never showed fear. Even now there was none in his stance. There was, however, the calm, certain poise of someone waiting for the Big One. His arms seemed to go limp, yet retained an air of instant action. Even so, the thick gray smoke could not hide the Memories that flowed across his eyes. Sandy longed to hold him. Comfort him. Tell him something… anything. But they would be lies and. .. NEED...to listen to them each night.Then the content changed. My roommate must have decided I needed to bemore of a help around the house. Pretty soon I was doing all the choreswithout being asked, even his laundry. Next I was cooking for him everynight.I hated it! I still hate it. But I can't stop. I sometimes try tofight, but it only makes it worse. I have to do it.That wasn't enough for him. I started doing whatever he said withoutquestion. I filled his car with gas, ran errands.