Please don’t say anything, let her be the one to mention about having a baby.”“Erin, honey can we speak with you again?” Claudia asked, on her...return. She feared more input on her lack of breasts as she joined them on a lounger.“As a woman and working in the media, I witness the pressures society puts on us to be looking our best. What we wear and eat, and how we look is always scrutinized. In front of the television cameras, I have to look perfect. I also witnessed the torment you had to. Some stranger was the perp. A white guy, scruffy, looked to be on something was what James’ man told me. He just pulled a gun and started shooting, no conversation, threats, anything. Probably just after cash, maybe for drugs. Who knows?” said Carlton.“What about Andrew?” She said, her brow arching up in concern.“He’s in a bad way. He likely saved Kari’s life. Fuck! We will never be able to make this shit up to him, none of it.“He’s in a medically induced coma,” he said. “The doctor doesn’t. It happens,” I stick my tongue out at her like a child would do. “Very mature ladies. You two are always so entertaining to watch when together.” Jack looks at us, while pouring each of us a cup of coffee. “We do try, you know. We're pretty talented at just being so young and free,” Kaylee says, giggling at her own comment. “Anyway, so, any big plans for tonight, Julie?” “Nope, not a one. I told you, I wasn't making plans. I'll order in some food and have some wine.” “Or not,” Jack says,. . ?" She said breathlessly. "Who?" A pause. "You must have the wrong number, there's nobody here named Mario." She hung the receiver on the hook, disgusted."Let's watch the other tape." Betsy suggested, the sexual spell of the moment broken by the errant phone call. She plumped the pillows against the couch again before going to the VCR and inserting the tape she'd rented.She sat down with her back against the couch and patted the floor in front of her. "Why don't you sit here with me?".