"The book my sister was reading," I looked around and spotted it. "That one."He picked it up and noticed the date."This must be fifteen years old ... ...arch 1901? Yah, it's 1916. I wonder where she found it?" It's a hospital ... people always leave magazines and books in waiting rooms," I said. "It's in English." Maybe she studies foreign languages in school," he said.When life takes unexpected turns, it seldom ... at least for me ... well ... except for lightning strikes and waking up in. I suspected my second wife of something ... something I couldn't put my finger on. You know the feeling when something isn't right but you can't say for a fact what it might be. I've always felt it was some subconscious part of your brain that picks up and analyses stray facts until it finds a pattern, and then tries to tell your functional part something isn't right. Researchers have discussed these things endlessly citing 'hunches' and 'a woman's intuition' as examples.I had four children. Racing through the oak, hickory and pine trees was a real adrenalin rush, something Dad and I enjoyed very much. When we got back as Dad and I cleaned the dirt off the bikes, I hit him with my surprise. ‘Dad, what do you think of Shelley?’ ‘She seems to be a nice young lady. Why?’ ‘I’m going to ask her to marry me. We’ve talked about being together, so I think we should make it official. What’da think Pop?’ ‘Well…… That’s an important decision. Oh hell, this will piss you off but I believe you. She hadn’t practiced this in the high-heels and was surprised at how much harder it was to move in the spreader bar when she was wearing them. She was worried that she wouldn’t have enough time, but finally she felt the large end of the extension cord against her foot. Everything had gone exactly as planned. ‘Nothing to do now but wait,’ she said to herself. A few minutes later, she heard the board drop from the step ladder and felt her hands being pulled toward the ceiling. Her full weight was.