After the Kiddush and blessing overthe bread I got up to get a small drink and retrieve my special food.On the way I met a man holding his daughter. ...he was cute in her pajamas."Hello, little one," I said to this baby. "What is your name?" Rachel," replied the father."How old are you?" Eight months."She started to cry."What is wrong, little one?" I asked."She is tired." You are fighting sleep?" I asked.She gave me a frown that was threatening to become a cry."I'll sing to you," I told her. . She was very sweet and always had a big hug for him. Jacob smiled to himself as he looked at Sarah’s pretty face. Slowly his smile returned to a frown. Losing Sarah’s love was almost too unbearable to take. Jacob Walters sat on the sofa, lost in his thoughts, thoughts slowly being dulled by the drink he was nursing. It was Christmas Eve. Again. Once he loved the Christmas season. He loved the time spent shopping for gifts. He loved putting up the tree and decorating the house. He loved. Gabrielle acknowledged them with an ‘At last, they arrive!’ but everyone laughed and whistled when they saw the costumes. The area in front of the couches had been rearranged. A long leather settee now stood where the ensemble had played earlier and the lanterns had been placed so that the audience was in darkness and only the settee, and a low table in front of it, was illuminated. The audience, including the other eunuchs took their places on the couches. Ribald comments and suggestions were. ”The universe shrunk and time turned elastic.I looked at my mother and couldn’t make sense of what she was saying as I wondered about how she knew. I could see Jerome next to her. He was staring at me but I couldn’t see any sign of outrage or anger.“I … I’m suh-sorry,” I heard myself say like I was far away and down a long tunnel.That was when my mother glanced at my aunt and I saw the smirk like she found something amusing.“You think you’re in trouble, don’t you, Aaron?”It was Aunt Sadie who.