In surprise I looked up to see my luscious daughter settling herself in the visitor's chair by the bed."June," I gasped "but you're in Italy!" I was,"...she smiled "but you don't think I'm going to stay out there when you needed me do you." I'm all right." I sighed, "Just a bit banged up is all." All," she laughed sarcastically "two broken legs, a broken arm, cracked ribs, concussion and internal bleeding, all. Jesus dad you need a minder!" Have you been home yet?" I asked trying to calm her by. " You sure know how to take the bang out of a party," I said, but I went to help her put out the food she'd brought."I cooked up the rest of the chicken and steamed some peas and onions," she said. There's a spinach salad with a spicy vinaigrette, and some sorbet that needs to get into the freezer." As I plated everything, she pulled out a bottle of a Shiraz that she'd chilled ahead of time. She poured us each a glass and I stopped to sip a bit."Oh, this is tasty," I said. "Very dangerous." I. It was a do or die and I was literally shivering about how to start the conversation!V: Aunty, I wanted to share something with you.L: What is that V, tell me?V: Of late I have been having bad dreams and I am unable to sleep.L: What sort of dream? Talk to me, I will help you.V: I don’t know how to start it, but it is like those dreams where you are having that different kind of feeling. (She pretty much knew by then what I was trying to talk about.)L: Boy, those kinds of dreams are common for. But you only have to hear it once, okay?’ ‘Okay,’ John intentionally relaxed. ‘So he gets up and I am hoping he is just going to leave, but he leaves me strapped to the bed and goes looking in my kitchen for something to eat.’ ‘You’re fucking kidding me.’ ‘I know, right? Well, I think I mentioned we both had been drinking, but …anyway, he starts bitching me out about not having any food! While I’m nude and gagged and tied to the bed! Imagine how absurd. It scared me because he seemed really.