I love her.I shift on the bench so that I’m sitting sideways, facing her. She turns yet again to face me with a cheeky grin, raised cheeks, and a cu...ious look in her eye.“Seriously, whaaat?” she smirks as she too turns her body so that we’re now opposite each other.“You know... I just can’t get my head around you,” I reply in all seriousness.She greets me with a look of wonder as I move my hand to tuck her hair behind her left ear.“You shouldn’t let your hair cover your face,” I say with a. At 7 I was hungry but there was still a central inner void in me which seemed to suck all hope. After a couple of false starts I got up at 8, washed my face and taking my Swiss Army knife used the scissors to trim my eyebrows. Then I took the tweeters from the Swiss Army knife and plucked my eyebrows, not severely but enough. I felt slightly better and could function again at least for a few days.The next day it was clear there had been a shift in my body image and mind-set but could at least. Two TV evangelicals wanted interviews. Three lawyers wanted to talk to me. I said yes to Hannity and to ABC national news.I slept on the couch. I let the ladies have the two bedrooms. I couldn't have slept in either bed if I'd been alone in the house. I'd seen hours of misbehavior on both beds.The divorces were minutes in court. The judge was given over eighty hours of vivid video before the first case. The first case was Mr. & Mrs. Alexander. He was a Staff Sergeant. Mrs. Alexander's lawyer. “You joined the mile high club.” Carol said envy in her voice. They all dissolved laughing, when Bill announced he would change, with what little dignity he had left.They left them in the pool splashing around while Robert helped Terry in the kitchen preparing lunch. “You know darling I think we may need to clean the filters more often this week,” she said chuckling.They had just returned from a night out at Tessie’s, all six a little drunk, not being used to her lethal rum punches. Robert.