.."Good stuff, huh?" I grinned, backing off.Beth gulped and nodded, then grinned back. "Thtickth in my bratheth..." It's a snack for later," I chuckle.... That lisp ... I figure Jack thinks it's hot. Maybe it is...The waitress showed up about then. "You wanted something?" she asked. I swear to God her knees were knocking..."Another beer for me and two more margaritas for my girls," Jack replied."I didn't expect this, earlier," she muttered.Jack proceeded to bait her, "They tended to do this kind. ?Just wait until yourfather gets home!? ---------- By 6:30 I had the table set and dinner ready. Mother had finished her bottleof wine and gone to bed. Father was due home any minute. I had put on my bluedress as Mother directed. I also had on a white apron and lacey white anklesocks. It was Father's favorite outfit. When I heard the garage door open, I quickly brought a beer from the fridgeout of the kitchen and down the hall. ?Hi Daddy,? I smiled, meeting him at the garage door to the house.. I woke up at 9:00 Saturday morning, to the unusual, but very welcome, smell of freshly grilled pancakes coming from my kitchen. The left side of my bed had obviously been slept in, so I didn't have to wonder where Kelly had spent the night. There was another suitcase, one I'd never seen before, lying on the floor next to my bathroom. I wondered when she'd brought that in.I went in and took a shower and took care of my morning ablutions. I put on some casual clothes and walked out to my. But not now… never again.’ He cleared his throat and she grinned, chuckling slightly at his uncomfortable silence. ‘Volatile. The best word to describe. One minute pleasant, the next minute irascible. You don’t understand the swings in my mood because you’ve never seen them… because you temper them, make them less so… you are the tamer. And yet… and yet… every now and again one escapes and you can’t understand it. You can’t comprehend why I’ve turned and become the way I have… because I’ve.