May I ask a question?" My sudden movement took Sheila by surprise. She took a half-step backward. "Of course, what do you want to know?" I glanced aro...nd at the roomful of fully dressed women and turned to Sheila, "Can I use the restroom before we get started?" The rising tide of tension crested and broke as waves of laughter washed over the room. "We'll take a short recess to allow Mr. Richards to attend to his needs. While I escort him to the toilet, we will stand in recess," Sheila declared. "Now the enjoyable part of the day begins."Together they entered an area much like a spa in which the lights were softened, relaxing music was playing through some speakers and a delightful scent of wildflowers was misted through the air. Cathy was instructed to disrobe and then enter the sauna room, joining four other women already in there. After being baked for fifteen minutes she emerged once again, only to be ushered into an ice cold shower and then quickly dried and shown to a small,. Another two hours to go. He would be in the same chair tomorrow night when the kids leave home in costumes Mattie made – Seana dressed cutely as a witch and Mason presumably appropriately grim-faced pulsating with a leer in his clothing that would make him a cross between a ghoul and a scarecrow, costumes they’d been wearing all weekend for unnecessary dress rehearsals. Carson had a sudden thought and became energized. He called production to advise he was pulling the standing editorial. “It’s because of you,” I said, “not for you.”“I don’t understand,” she said, taking another step closer.“Think of it as a Cadillac,” I said. “You get to look at it, but you can’t have it. It’s out of your price range.”“Hmmm,” she said. “Get back on the lounge.”She had posed me again, and was standing there, just staring at me, when her mother came back into the room. She had a bunch of what looked like rags, that had been laundered and folded. She set them on a table and turned to look at.