He got dressed and when he went into the kitchen he saw she hadalready left for work. He ate two pieces of toast and had another cup of coffee. He h...dto go to the bathroom and wondered if she had laced his first cupof coffee again. Twenty minutes later in the bathroom he knew shehad. He made the snacks, covered them and put them in therefrigerator. Then he looked to see what he could make for themeal. He thought she hadn't said what to make and laughed when hegave a thought about making. It means a lot to me. Last bit: Any time there's content that readers may not enjoy, I'll try to label it at the beginning of the chapter. Anyway, enjoy the story, and thanks again for reading!PROLOGUE: David wandered the wasteland. He had to scavenge daily for everything. Food, water, and other supplies. All scarce in the massive desert. Then again, he'd become an expert at scavenging over the years. That thought struck him, and he realized it had been more than 7 years since he'd been exiled. But I don't think I can put this off any longer."His eyes showed his guilt and pain, as well as a few tears. He was still reluctant to speak. Everyone else was keyed up to hear what was coming. His next few words were going to mean the realization of dreams for one and the end of hope for another.Suddenly Azalea reached across and pressed her fingers across his lips. "Stop, Darryl! Don't say a word. I need to speak first. This is not going to be easy for me, so I ask that no one speaks until. Deena ‘n’ I could wear ballgowns.”“Nuh-uh,” Deena laughed. “I wanna wear a gym suit.”The concern was that tonight was the ‘open house’ at the middle school. Deena’s in middle school and she expects to be there with her dad and her step-mom.Bill had already discussed who’d attend on Deena’s behalf with Deena’s mom.“She’s not going,” Bill told us. “She says that since I’m going with you, that should be enough.”“You told her I was going, right?” I asked.“Yes, I did. After all, it’s your old.