"Can you believe that shit? I wanna kill her but I love her so I just adjusted her attitude a little. Give her a little tuning up." Seems only fair an...-" "Shut der fuck up, Micky," interrupted Bettino. "Dolores' bruises will fade but the fuckin sneaky motherfucker laying it to her is getting ice picked." I touched my ear. Involuntary. Just did it. The thought of being pinned down and having an ice pick jammed in an ear and my brains scrambled made me do it. " You okay, Micky? " growled Bettino.. ’ Said Jonas ‘What mental problems?’ screeched Carol ‘Bad mental problems. You’ve been treated for years for a variety of mental problems including nymphomania and drug addiction. You’ve been hospitalized several times. These took place when you were on your ‘separate’ vacations. A nice thick record. All signed by several respected psychiatrists. ‘ said Jonas ‘The orders are signed by the Chief Judge of the Civil Court. You failed to show up for the hearings. Your lawyer tried to make excuses. We sat and watched some comedy shows on TV, and then after they ended, I looked at the TV guide, to see if there was anything worth watching. One channel had a rerun of Dirty Dancing, but I’d seen that at least half a dozen times, and there was nothing interesting on any of the other channels. Tina came in from the kitchen and said, “What’s on?” “Crap,” I said, “Dirty Dancing is on but not much else.” “Patrick Swayze’s a hunk, but I’ve seen it so many times I can practically recite the. .. I don't know..." Don't worry," Fern interrupted, silencing her with her slender hands. "You don't have to make any decisions today. And I won't pressure you either. But if you do decide that you want to see me again, Sarah, Gene has my telephone number." She smiled warmly. "I work as a cocktail waitress from six until three but you can reach me during the day." Her voice deepened. "If you want to, that is."Sarah lowered her eyes, her cheeks still burning. She felt her brother-in-law's eyes.