That cloud in my mind was getting darker and thicker. I must have stopped walking because when my mind snapped out of its fog, Judy was tugging my ar... and asking me what I wanted to do. She looked at me and waited for an answer.I cleared my throat and apologized. "I'm sorry, Judy. I didn't hear what you said." That's ok. We're at the park now. So, do you want to play a game?", Judy replied excitedly as she flashed her brilliant smile at me. Bless her heart. Judy was always so playful. Or of the long, grim trek back from the Manor house, across the moors to the first town, Snowston... or of that first, unnamed pub in which he stopped to collect his thoughts and found that it was easier to keep on drinking than to think.The patrons of Manny's or the Iron Key or Proud Mary or the other bars along the boulevard are typical New Yorkers. They've heard it all and seen everything and take with cynicism and boredom the tales that outsiders bring to the brass railing. But they shy. It calmed her. Seeing pictures of him reminded her of their love. She looked at the laptop again, at the album of her nudes and semi-nudes that Tom had put online. The post was getting more popular. She was starting to feel proud. It made her realize, once again, that she looked better than most women. Together with pride she felt unease. Ever since she was a teenager her body and looks had been a concern for her. Not in the conventional way. She did not have low self esteem because she thought. She had just made it to the tile-covered floor when her water broke. Liz yelled for help, and we all came running. She told us what had happened, and we jumped to follow our prearranged plan of what to do when this happened. Fifteen minutes later, we were all loaded into the SUV and headed for the hospital.Of course, we were all excited, but Liz kept trying to calm us down. She's had several long discussions with her gynecologist on this subject, and she thought she knew what to expect. Anyway,.