I get his back this time.Dance in the living room?Thursday I will tell Rick I need to study for the math test on Monday. At our place. I will tell him...to tell his mom that Z needs all the math help I can give her. I might need to spend the night. I will tell Rick to bring a change of clothes in his backpack.“Z, do you think you could get Mrs. Roberts to skip her daily visit on Friday.”“That’s right. We can talk to her on Wednesday. If we get someone else I can text. Then confirm Friday after. There's some bottled water left in the trunk. Let's get to hoof'n it." We must have walked for hours, checking every few miles for a cell signal. The water was about gone. "Still no signal," I said "It must be 115 degrees out here." "I can't take much more of this," you replied. I glanced around. "There looks like a small group of trees next to that ridge. Let's just stop and rest there. We can move again when the sun starts going down. It'll be cooler then." "Yes, please," you replied. We. He and his sister were close, and they could usually communicate a lot without a lot of words. "Not much you can do about it sis. Don't beat yourself up too much." Thanks." She hesitated a moment, then asked, "Do you, uh, know about me and Patty?" Yeah," he replied again. They both knew the other was aware of Collette's bi-sexuality, though they seldom talked about it directly."Dave, I think I know the answer to this, but... did you tell Bobby?" she asked cautiously.Dave snorted. "Of course. "I did tell him that's what he ought to do, so I should be pleased I suppose." And are you?" Right this second, no, I'm scared shitless. It's what you say isn't it, go away, have some space, time to think, it's what you say to reduce the pressure." She paused, her attention back in the room. "You don't need this George." Sometimes it helps to talk."This brought a friendly chuckle rather than the hard edged laugh of a minute ago."Good for you George, saying all the right things, Annette would be.