Madison was an art major and wanted to go to MoMA. I caved. She was already pissed at me so there was no reason to make it worse. It was MoMA. We real...y had a good time in the museum. Madison enthusiastically explained some of the pieces and something about the artists. She knew her art. For me, it was mostly abstract experimentation with little redeeming value but then I am a scientist. As we left the building, she said, "Ya know Carl, I've been thinking. Yesterday wasn't so bad after all. I. “I will, I think, but first— I’m going to be married!”“Huh,” he says placidly. “Anybody I know?”“Danny!”“Well, about damn time, I’d say. I thought I was going to have to have a talk with that boy. Honey, congratulations!” His voice is warm. Then it drops a little; I know Danny has a private office and not a cubicle, but sounds still carry. “How’d he propose? Hit you over the head with a club and drag you back to his cave by the hair?”“No, that’s what I did to him, wiseguy,” I say, giggling. I’ve started on the path of reconciliation with Jocelyn. I needed to do the same thing with Angie. What happens next with either of them is complicated by a host of factors. But I’m not veering away because it’s complicated. I’m just taking things one day at a time. And Sandy, just so you know, I’m taking Kimiko on a date tonight. We’re doubling with Clarissa and Glenda.”“I still say you’re protesting too much,” Sandy replied.“Things have changed since the Spring,” I replied.“It’s true,”. Then again, I don't ever plan on fucking one of you and not the other." Ah! Yes?" The unfucked one said. "We are one, see?"The fucked one managed to sit up. "You understand. Is good." What, you two think you're one soul in two bodies?"They looked at each other and then at me. "Ja." "Yes." We have the proof." "Yes, look here."They both moved closer to me and lifted the back of their hair, exposing their necks. They both had an extremely ugly scar running from the base of their skulls to the.