." I rambled.I stopped talking when I noticed Linda's eyes had gotten huge and she wasjust staring at me, not saying a word."Oh, honey! You slept with...him!" she said after a few seconds, with alook of total surprise on her face. "You really did sleep with him!" But you knew that! You said that he had told you! You said that hecalled you!" Tricia, I was just kidding with you. He called and told me what anabsolutely wonderful time he had, and I assumed that you just went outfor drinks. I thought. "My dad was around my age when he died and he didn't plan for shit, he expected to live to 100 and then one day, BAM, like a fuckin' freight train, he had a heart attack and keeled over." Yeah, Patty has told me about it. Well, thanks?" Amy said tentatively. "No sweat Amy. How is Savannah doing in school?"Amy was getting a little turned on sitting across from Tom. In the past, scruffy alcoholics were what Amy went for, and Tom was kind of nerdy looking -- almost 50, wearing khakis and a tucked. She shivered all over and her streak of profanity in a fine Arkansas twang was most impressive to me at least, if not others. This was one girl who pulled no punches, being as brutally honest as one could expect from a cracker tomboy from a family full of guys. No wonder her brothers and exes all wanted to tear a piece off her sweet country ass. Any man would love to know where he stood with a girl for a change, and she was a looker, too, which didn’t hurt.“Honey, damn ... you know how to make. I was more than happy to step in.I approached her one night at her apartment--inviting myself over with the ruse of needing to discuss the perfect birthday gift for my wife--armed with photographs of Anne and her ex-fiance taken only the week before.It's not that I wanted to cause Anne any distress. It's just that I wanted her."What the fuck? You followed me!?!" she screamed."I did. You'd been acting... differently, lately," I replied as calmly as I could.She collapsed onto her couch, her head.