Although a child, I was blessed with a photographic memory and snapshot morsels of my childhood are etched like engravings within my brain…I feel at...liberty to confidently express them. We would traipse through to Grandma’s kitchen in a little crocodile, giggling and skipping excitedly through the parlour…’come on me’ ducks’ she would say as she led us to Nirvana. Jimmy the huge white cat would tag along optimistically – his size entirely due to his capacious appetite – omnivorous as a bear, he. As soon as she locked it she turned her back to it leaning against it for support as she felt her legs go all numb. Moments later the phone rang and snapped Hannah out of her crying. She walked over to it and picked it up slowly. “h….h-helo?” she queried in a shallow tone of voice “who.. I-I… is’ It?”, she paused for a second before thinking about putting the phone down. “hello dear, sorry If I woke you” the voice replied. “ohh d-daddy… hello”“are you ok sweetie?, you sound really quiet…” “I’m…. "When the girls turned towards her and Yuko, the two looked at the different styles of trims the girls wore."We are thinking about trimming our hair like you guys do, if you wouldn't think we were weird."Kim laughed and said, "Why do you think we'd think you're weird?"Kim put her hands on her hips and spread her legs slightly. When the others saw what Kim was doing they also posed.Yuko and Crystal looked at the four girls crotches, noting the difference between them. They inspected Sally's. Boring. At 3 in the afternoon I went home. I stopped at Albertson’s for a fresh tomato, onion and head of lettuce. And some hamburger buns. I drove out 87/9o and jumped off at Monarch.Monarch is falling into decay. The church and the bank are still there but the roof has fallen in at the company store. Several of the better houses have been moved into Sheridan or Ranchester but the shotgun houses are all gone for bunkhouses at the various ranches in the area.Coming down the long hill on 90/87 I.