Mary said she was still hung over and would I feed them supper and get Edith's clothes out for school tomorrow. I did that and then went down into the...basement to copy Mary's action onto a disk. God it made me sick and I couldn't watch this again.I decided to make enough copies for my neighbors too. One for each wife to use if they wanted evidence in their own divorce action. That is if they couldn't accept what their husbands had done. I burned these onto a disk as those would be much easier. ‘What’s in it for me?’ ‘Well, Mrs. Facelli and I have discussed this,’ Steven began again, still speaking in haste, noting my readiness to simply disappear at anygiven moment. ‘And after her case I would be willing to represent you as a client. Pro bono of course,’ he finished, a hopeful and expectant look upon his face. ‘Pro what?’ I blinked, not understanding. ‘Pro bono,’ Steven repeated. ‘It means for free. I would represent your interests in court for free, Miss Marsdan,’ he went on, and I. “Something’s Burning!” Eighty-five, 120, 150, 190…. Two hundred. The last box was done, as perfect as the first, and we stood and admired our work. The moment was broken by a knock at the kitchen door, the delivery driver awaiting his cargo. Loaded and suddenly gone, a few spares on the bench top the only evidence remaining of our work. We stood in the now empty kitchen, strangely quiet after the frenetic activity of the last few hours.“Drink?” Jenn smiled, indicating the other room. I nodded,. It was like inception movie to me unsure of the existence. All I could think of was talking to her and asking her. But if I ask her directly and it hadn’t happened then she will think I was a creep and we will be done thus I had to play it smart.I texted herMe: Hey beautiful.She hasn’t woken up yet. The last seen was in the night, I was brushing and all and constantly checking the phone. I got to freshen up.Her: HI! Waking up to this is heaven.She was still tying. I was disappointed thinking,.