..differently," I insinuated with a smile."A few days after ye left, I managed to overdo it a bit while out for theevenin' with a kind, young gent. Wo...e up the next morn in me own bed an'felt...well, differ'nt somehow. What ye done to me, Empress? Why ye doneit to me?" Nothing that hasn't been foreseen, Bridget Catherine O'Grady," Ianswered looking at her squarely."Ye mean um destined ta be this fer...fer the rest of me life?" she askedas she let slip her carefully guarded Irish brogue."Wasn't. We went down to have a quick bite in the hotel coffee shop."Well," I asked. "What's on the agenda?" Art Gallery and, possibly, Hahndorf. You?" Art Gallery, dad loved the Turner there, and Tandanya." Tandanya?" National Aboriginal and Torres Islander Arts Centre." Is it near?" I think so." Lets go now, if you want, we could return."It was a brief ride. There was no admission charge. There was a sign pointing to "Undoolya – Pmere." We went there."Undoolya is near Alice Springs," I told Rachel.. I was just getting done when I hear a knock at the door. I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went to the door. It was Denise. I opened the door and she came in carrying two pizzas and a large bottle of soda.“I wasn't sure what you had to drink,” Denise told me as she handed me the soda.“I always have sweet tea made,” I replied. I went on into my apartment's tiny kitchen and grabbed two glasses. “What would you like to drink?”“You're always bragging about your tea, so I'll try a. I expected him to think of me assome kind of wimp, not able to satisfy Laura, to haveher turn to something like this evening’s event. “Thatwas your wife? God damn, man! You are the luckiestfucker in the world! I wish my wife would loosen upenough to do something like what happened tonight.”Roger again laughed. He turned to a large-screentelevision setup and hit the power switch.What came on the screen boggled my mind, and Todd’seyes bugged out.The scene was of a shower.