However, Chris wasn't thinking about hamstring muscles. As he watched, forgetting that he was staring, she went through several exercises, turning thi... way and that, acting oblivious to her staring son. Finally she opened the door and turned to him"Bye," she said with a knowing smile.Chris let out the breath he had been holding.It was after seven that evening when Chris came home from the pizza parlor with Melissa."Hi Mom," he said."Hi Mrs. Hudson," Melissa said."Hello Melissa. It's nice to see. .." wait dont go just yet" she interupted. As I stood up she said "Do you find me attractive?" "Well yes you are and your husband is very lucky" I said smiling. "he does'nt touch me anymore, I want a man to make love to me"She came closer to me, putting her hand around my neck and leaned in to kiss me. I made no attempt to stop her, we kissed passionately as if we were 2 teenagers. It felt strange, I never thought that a woman of her age would still kiss like that.She led me by her hand,. "Well, we are for it now. All of the bridges are gonna be watched and the bulls will be out to cop us, but more likely will be gunning for us. See, it'll save the city the cost of a trial and will bring justice for Miss Strumn." But we didn't kill her. And what I've found exposes a great Nazi conspiracy here in New York. The FBI will help us we just have to hide out until tomorrow morning when the office opens. I can then call them and get this all straightened out." Maybe, but we still have to. Things were really steaming ahead now, and she realised that there would be no going back. She sat listening to the silence around her, something that she was going to have to get used to. She felt the utter stillness of the place, the empty hollowness, and tutted impatiently as she gulped back her coffee. She was just going to have to get used to being on her own, and the sooner that she accepted that then the better off she’d be! She marched upstairs, taking her overnight bag, and her new.