"Who was he?" I asked since I didn't remember Moose mentioning his name."When we were about fourteen, Mom dated him. He was always nice to us in front...of her, but when she wasn't there he would kind of flirt with us. We didn't like it and told her about it. She said he was maybe just trying to be nice to us. One night he stayed over and was with mom."In the wee hours of the morning he came into our room, drunk. We told him to leave but he said not till he got a kiss from us. We yelled for mom. She curled into a small ball as shehit. When William reached her, he still felt the adrenaline rush andhad the momentum. He grabbed her purse, scooped her up off the ground,turned on his heel, and headed back to his car.After getting her in the passenger seat, he started the car and gotmoving. He was afraid that sitting in the car was a weak position inthis neighborhood. Before he knew just how serious her damages were, hedrove as fast as he could out of the neighborhood. "Do you need. Priscilla met me as I was coming out of the den and said "Skip is downstairs, I told him you are at the market picking up groceries. He has to go out of town tomorrow so he is making his drop tonight. No problem, just stay up here and he'll be gone in a little while." She was walking down the hall toward the stairs and she turned with a huge smile, "He asked who the new chick up on the roof is!" I giggled. I went to the bedroom and waited for Priscilla, Skip rarely hung around more than a few. Holding it open, inviting me to step out, onto the bath-mat, thencompletely wrapped it around my whole body. Ever so gently patting me dry,no not rubbing at any stage. Just lightly patting, as Mummy said, "We onlywant to remove the water, not the sweet fragrance of soap, isn't thatright." Yes Mummy, I love smelling nice." I said beaming with happiness.Leaving me wrapped in the towel, Mummy took a small hand towel to pat justas gently over my face. I'm sure I could smell the fragrance drifting.