"Come here," Mrs. Jacobs said, leading me to the bed. It was an enormousking-sized bed with a beautiful handmade quilt and acres of fluffypillows. "Th...s is the *housewife's* bed. This is where *the housewife*will nap when she is tired. Do you think you might like to take a nap inthis bed?" Oh..." I sighed, captivated."Now come here," she led me over to a dressing table and had me sitdown. "See this? This is where the housewife does her makeup. See allthis makeup? This is *the housewife's*. She had opened the door and was getting out."Did you keep your shoes on the whole time?" Besides the bra that she had put back on, the shoes were the only thing she was wearing."You know about the bear?"I laughed again and watched her adjust the black skirt around her waist. She put the jacket on and got back into the car."He'll be along in a few minutes. It may be tough walking on these stones," she said, holding up one of Ollie's shoes with a wide grin."What should I be looking for?" I asked,. “I fear nothing as long as you are by my side.”“Lara ... I...” he started to say, only to be interrupted as the ground beneath the city suddenly began to shake with frightening intensity.The walls of their home trembled, despite their reinforced construction, knocking holographs and keepsakes to the floor. At first, it seemed just another of the groundquakes that now occurred with increasing regularity. But, as the minutes passed, it became obvious that this time it was much more. Quickly they. "Ed, Jeremy and I spent a lot of time this weekend thinking about how to improve the football team. I was wondering if we could meet with you some time to discuss our ideas?" I said."Sure, boys. Do you want to do it right now?" No. I'm meeting someone to study this afternoon. How about tomorrow?" I asked, making sure to suggest a day when Julie had cheer leading practice.Coach Caffrey grinned as he said, "Tomorrow at 3:00 pm here. I'm looking forward to hearing your ideas, boys."--oooOooo--Greg.