) Pete, Sue and I were watching T.V. in my room on a Sunday evening. Their had not been much to do all week and we were starting to get a bit stir cra...y. We sent Mark and Kris out on a run to see if they could score any pot for us tonight. At least that way we wouldn’t care so much if we didn’t have anything to do because we would be stupid, but that was over 2 hours ago and we were starting to get a little worried. Normally we would go through our normal guy but he got busted not to long ago. ”“Count on what, Jim,” Debbie said as she walked into the boathouse.“I told the girls that they could count on me if they needed anything during their visit,” Jim said, smiling.“Well, that’s very polite of you, Jim,” Susan said, “I’m sure Karen and Kerry will appreciate that.”“Gotta get back to work and earn my keep, ladies. See you later,” Jim said, still smiling as he walked out the door and returned to his gardening chores as though nothing had happened.While Jim had been acting as bell hop. Patrick was just parking the car when his cell rang.“Hello.”“This is your aged parent.”“I think Dickens writes ‘A.P.’ in Great Expectations.”“Possibly, but over this connection, I can’t see whether you’re nodding vigorously. I was wondering whether there was any news on the political front.”“Not that I know of. I’ve just returned from a day at the Tobin Center.”“Oh?”“I thought that Sean might help me decide and so I phoned and went to see him yesterday.”“And you’re just getting home?...”“Very. Naomi laughed about this, then leftto get 'us' girls a cold drink.Margaret looked at me, her lipsticked mouth trembling. "Is shegoing to let me get dressed before I get to go home?" I don't know Margaret." I replied. "But I wanted to apologizefor laughing at you the last time you were here." That's okay. I would have done the same to you. But at least Iknow you won't be running around telling everybody, now thatshe's got you in dresses too. But MUST you call me Margaret?She's not here you.