”My darling wife broke my heart that evening. I had barely walked through the door when she greeted me.“Honey, I need to talk to you about somethi...g important.”Beth steered me to my recliner. Sitting on the end table next to it was a glass with 3-fingers of bourbon. I was scared. Beth didn’t really like me drinking. I couldn’t imagine what was bad enough that she had poured me a large drink.“Go ahead, take a good swig before we talk.”Beth picked up her own glass and took a couple sips. She. Mindy was in bed, under the covers, with the sheet pulled up under her arms. Her panties were on the floor in the middle of the room. She was smiling widely."Are you sure you aren't the maid?" she laughed."What the hell do you think you're doing," I asked, tossing her clothes onto a chair. "What if Mom had come back?" Oh, don't be such a wart, Willy," Mindy said. "She didn't come back, did she?" No," I admitted."Then why don't you come over here and talk to me before she does?"I felt pretty. I was getting to know this woman, and I liked her. She's a little younger than I am, and going through the kind of little-kid horrors I suppose everybody has to go through to get big, delightful kids like mine. I could relate. We shared a lot of stuff, from laundry problems to work problems to how tired we get all the time to the way we felt about the stories we read. We talked about our husbands, who are delightful, but, being male, have these weird ways of thinking. She's got a real job, not. I told my slaves to sit tight and went to the bar. I asked the bartender if Dave is in his office. The bartender smiled when he saw me. I guess he's pretty sure that he is in for another exciting show tonight. He nodded and told me to go on back.I knocked on his office door and Dave called out for me to enter. I went in and thanked him for the drinks. I told him that I thought it over and decided I'm willing to let him use Kara for the shows, and Glenn, too, if he wants him. I emphasized that.