I'm a beached whale," she complained to Warren one night as they lie in bed, watching TV."Best looking beached whale I ever saw." You're biased," Soph...a pointed out with a giggle."Who, me?" Yeah, you." Sophia looked down at herself. "I'm so fat." You're not fat, you're pregnant." Yeah, well, I'm huge. And my back hurts." Of course it does." Warren maneuvered on the bed so that he was behind her. "Lean forward a little bit." She did, and Warren started massaging her back."Oh, honey, that feels. Typically, the most I saw of Muffin was on the weekends, and even then it was usually in the mornings before we headed off to our activities for the day — which in her case typically meant spending the day working at a local mall. I had forgotten about my daughter’s unusual return from school when I heard her bedroom door finally open again before she descended the stairs. A few moments later, she came into the living room as I was flipping channels, not particularly sure what was worth. And he makes it look easy.He made his last turn and turned over onto his back and started floating across the pool lazily, cooling off and catching his breath. Then he got out of the pool and rinsed off, ignoring me once more.He dried off and went inside. I stood there wondering if I’m supposed to follow. I never even thought of trying to get away until he returned with his book and stretched out on a lounge chair.I got out and rinsed the chlorine off and then sat down near him to dry off in. She apparently passed during the night. She seems to have gone peacefully. There were no signs that she suffered." Thank you, Mr. Waters. When is the funeral?" Monday at 9:00 am" Isn't that an odd time of day for a funeral?" I guess there are no good times but that's what Mrs. Hutchinson provided in her will. You see she didn't want to cut into her friend's afternoon drinking time."I see. Yes, that would have been just like Aunt Ellie." Mr. Lauderdale you are planning on attending?" Yes, Mr..