There’s something wrong. I can tell.”A long moment of silence followed. Then he sighed. “It’s lonely in my head,” he told her.Not understand...ng, Addison asked, “What do you mean, lonely?”He caressed her shoulder. “When you sit quietly, alone, your mind fills the silence with memories and thoughts. They float, glimpses of events, feelings, good or bad. They keep you company. I have nothing. I have a silent void, a blank slate, no cherished memories to keep me company. I have nothing to look back. Finally giving in the incessant buzzing, she rolled out of bed and went to the kitchen to make some coffee. While it was brewing, she returned to the bedroom and started to pick up his clothes which he had strewn on the bed and the floor. His shirts, socks, shoes, pants, and finally the jockey shorts. Moving to the closet, she dumped them in the hamper. Finally she moved into the bathroom, and faced the mirror. Before her was the same face she saw every morning. Not a beautiful face, nor. What? It was the only thing I could say clearly. Sarah just smiled at me. So what do you have planned for the summer? she asked changing the subject. Um, Im not really sure. I figured Id leave that up to Amber to decide. Good idea, Sarah said. Shes going through that stage where she wants some independence with decision making. Thanks for the heads up. No problem, she said. Then she looked at her watch. Well I need to get going. Bill is taking me to the Bahamas and I have a plane to catch. Well. Candy gets up and walks it the Kitchen and grabs a sheet of plastic and lays it on the floor in front of the fire that is going out so she puts more wood the fire then grabs about 8 bottles of baby oil. Then she goes and un cuffs john and leads him to the plastic and then tells him to lay on the plastic she grabs bottle after bottle of baby oil and pours it on him he is getting so wet with the oil the plastic has so much oil on it as Candy starts to rub the oil all over John’s body as she slide.