"What was that about?"I giggled. "There was a steak and bacon pizza on the tray with his waterand a note saying that I didn't forget him..." Sounds..... chunky." Shaved steak." Oh... still sounds too meaty."I giggled again. "Well, it's his favorite pizza, and you're a girl whoeats healthy... more or less." As I eyed her grilled cheese. "Boys inhis youth were encouraged to eat greasier foods.He stepped back inside with a paper plate with a slice on it, he lookedat Chrissy. "What are the. A person can be shown the truth, no questions, and they’ll still believe a lie if they heard the lie first. They won many cases painting good, honest people as racists, sexists, any ‘ist’ if it meant tainting the jury pool and public opinion because of the crazy social justice political spectrum galvanizing society currently.“This is stupid. If Jerome doesn’t want me, I’m not going to go grey worrying about that stupid nigger,” she said confidently, getting up and leaving the house.Amanda drove. She purredunder my hands and relaxed even more.“Are you sure your boyfriend doesn’t mind me creamingyour back,” I inquired while getting some more lotion.“Of course not. Why should he?” she replied. “Afterall, he is creaming your wife right now. From theinside!”I almost dropped the bottle. What did she say?She must have sensed my shock.“After you left for the pool we started chatting and itlooks like she had a crush on my boyfriend and so theyset. "Thought I'd head over to the Morrison's and see what I can do about the outside of the house. Clean it up a bit. Make it a little more presentable if they're really planning on selling it." That's mighty neighborly of you." It'll give me something to do. I need to get out of this damned house."After our coffee, she walked with me across the alley, all my yard-work gear in a wheelbarrow. The grass was dormant, but long, and the bushes were out of control. I didn't notice when Cathy left, but.