She apologised as she entered my office "I'm sorry for my appearance ... I am working undercover on another case ... I didn't have time to change".Emm... was dressed like a hooker ... one that you would find waiting in a brothel for customers.She was tall (about 5ft 6ins) and she was wearing very high strappy red heels that exposed her beautifully crafted feet with their red toe nails. The dress was short - just below her ass cheeks, meaning that her long legs were on display. The top of the. It was eating its own past.Overwriting it with its own darkness. I saw it consume days and weeks ofmy distant future. What was beyond was lost forever outside of my view.Something rattled and shook my timeline. Glad for an excuse to leave thisdreaded thing behind I once again traveled with my sense into the past.Though it turned out it was my close future that caused the quakes in mytimeline. It was my future self that grieved for my parents. He hadtraveled to the past just like that monstrous. I sat down heavily with my dinner, and as I drank the wine, I stared at his empty glass, musing on what I was doing with my life. It wasn't like I'd blown him off for dinner, and yet...it sort of was. Was this spousal abuse of some kind? I didn't know and was too drowsy to think too much about it.I forgot, clearly, that you aren't supposed to mix Ambien and alcohol. The rules are clear on that. But I was headed straight to bed, so it didn't matter, right? I distinctly remember rolling my. That’s why we’re doing this meal by the volume, if you will. Now, guys, I want you to know, even Melissa and Camille in their own way, that I’m going to consider you family, period. As I will with Jenny and her friends, lovers, etc. You are all family to me here, and I look forward to living with you if that offer from Anne-Marie and her parents still stands. That includes Kathy, Duncan, George, Ryan, Tom, Louie, Bubba, and Willie. We’re family now, through our connection to Jake here. He’s the.