Dad was having a heart attack! Mom really must have used nitrates or something like that which created a dangerous combination with the Viagra in his ...ystem, triggering said heart attack.“Do something! Your father is suffering cardiac arrest!” Aunt Myra snapped at me.“Nope. He brought this one on himself. He chose to Purge. Well, it’s Purge Night. He got the chance to Purge, including killing two people and raping my wife! He got to watch you torture and mutilate one of his dying victims along. It wasn't clear whether he intended to helpMaude Benedict to get up from the floor or merely to return to the cashregisters to replace his large fries. It also wasn't clear whether hedeliberately spilled his large Hi-C Orange Lavaburst and MissUmbridge's small Diet Coke on the teacher's lap. Both drinks hadprobably been launched into motion by La Rond's pressure on the table,but Miss Umbridge, convinced that the psychologist had deliberatelywetted her, threw what remained of his drink, mostly. Sztáray is said to be writing her memoirs, which will certainly be detailed and hagiographic.My uncle was yet more depressed by his wife’s assassination than by his son’s death. The Baroness was his (and Sisi’s) true friend.I felt poorly in the morning. But I wrote about Sisi in my journal and I took a brief walk in the park. It was cold and crisp. There was boiled fowl with carrots and dumplings for lunch. I remarked to Josef as to its aptness on a chilly day.In the afternoon I tried reading a. My husband and I have been married for six years, and after six years of telling him no, I’m finally willing to give him a shot at my ass. I’ve put a lot of thought into it. I have even done some reading on it. If done right, it’s supposed to be just as pleasurable for a woman as it is for a man. I want to do this for him, at least once. I’ve always hated telling him no. He’s never pressured me into it, or made me feel bad. I just know he wants to try it. He’s never done it either, so we can.