Paint flicked off of the truck like snow falling. There were brown rustyholes in the hood and the bed. It pulled to a dusty stop and opened thedoor an... Ted came out.I shook my head. Ted had never really came out of the early ninetiesdingy grub look. He wore an oversized plaid shirt that was unbuttoned andanother dirty tee shirt under it and his jeans were ripped. We could seethough the holes in his jeans. His face was unkempt and a dirty beardcovered his chin.I felt my son hold on to my leg. “You’ll do ANYTHING WE WANT?” John was still laughing as he nodded. The two girls looked at each other with conspiratorial grins and again in unison proclaimed. “Off to the bedroom!! Medical research and you are our subject!!” Giggling the two girls pulled John into his master bedroom. Before leaving the deck Christy picked up some of the strands of rope. They pulled John onto the large king size bed and again jumped on top of him. “In medicine John, in order to properly evaluate a subject, you. A pair of middle-aged ladies were extremely helpful and yet more verbose. But I did enjoy myself. I wondered whether Laura would have.It was before noon on Tuesday that Laura called. We made a date for dinner. I had a note saying that my draft final report was “OK” and that I should “submit the final form.” I spent the afternoon rereading and trying to be interested in my own already-completed work.Laura and I met, had dinner, and went to my place, where we spent several rather sweaty hours. The truck stop. Then Keen had brought him home. Keen is on the recliner! She'd been there for him, and taken care of him. He opened his eyes again, and looked at her. She stayed in my bedroom with me. My head hurts too much to even think about that.Forcing himself to get out of bed, he padded silently across the floor, not wanting to wake her. After visiting the bathroom, and finding a couple of aspirin for his headache he made his way quietly to the living room, flipping on the lamp. A soft.