So we decided that if we could help him along, maybe we could change Mama’s mind.’ ‘You’re devious!’ I smirked. ‘I am when I have to be. Y...u didn’t think I had given up on us, did you?’ ‘I didn’t know, but I sure hadn’t given up on you,’ I assured her. ‘I know. You kept telling me that. Anyway … Charlie and I figured we had to move things along.’ ‘So … what did you do?’ ‘Mr. Jesse Brower got a visit from me … a private one. I asked him if he was as serious about Mama as it appeared, and he said. Wow! We had a short conversation before his wife cut in and announced that they had to leave. He handed me a business card from his jacket pocket as she walked out the door. ‘Call me sometime,’ he said under his breath, then followed her out. I glanced at the card, but didn’t have a pocket to put it in, so I held it while Armando prepared my chai, then I sat. Laying the card face up on the table top, I read it for the first time. It announced, rather pretensiously I thought, Bernard Gwynn,. {Our minds were completely meshed, then there was this subtle change. I can't really describe it except to say it was like the difference between when we're in rapport with our whole group compared to being in our family rapport. Suddenly, Sharon and I were in a much closer rapport than we'd ever been in before.}{She didn't feel any pain or anything?} I asked.{No, in fact it was a couple of minutes before we realized her body was dead. Bonnie was screaming orally and mentally. She was totally. I think she was checking out my muscles. I don’t have overly big muscles, but I do have some muscles. Victoria had noticed that I had caught admiring my muscles. Her face turned red. “Sorry about that. I was just making sure I got all of it off your shirt,” Victoria said as she realized how dumb her excuse was. “It’s fine. Nothing wrong with making sure,” I said as I realized how stupid my response was. The conversation had stopped and it was awkward until the hair styler called Victoria in. .