Images flashed into the theater in my mind. Lurid, prurient images crashed through my consciousness like a slide show, and the green-eyed monster grew...to mammoth proportions.Terry, our four-year-old daughter, skipped into the room and demanded a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk. Katy didn't know what to do. Should she shoo Terry away and handle my question or satisfy her daughter's wish? She chose to defer our discussion, pushed herself to her feet and took our daughter's. "I remembered."He felt like he was going to vomit, suddenly terrified. He tried to keep his eyes on the floor. He didn't want to look at what he knew he'd see hanging from the plaster-covered beam above the open closet. That's where it would happen, just outside the closet, Volodymyr thought, how ironic."Read it to make sure, will you Vlad?"Olena's husband went over to the night-table where Volodymyr had left the suicide note. He picked it up and read it out loud. In it, Volodymyr explained how. He was so clean cut. He was this tall and somewhat burly looking guy and she liked that about him too. His facial features and that body of his drew her into him. She adored his eyes too. And of course there was that frame of his, that physique. She said to herself as he walked back behind the truck….ohhhhhh that body of his and those shoulders and chest as well. Have you ever seen anything as manly looking as that? Have you ever? Julia closed her eyes as she looked towards him from her bedroom. I said I am sorryand he said just don't let me see you in detention again. I grab my bookbag and walk out the front of the school. I look and don't see moms car. Itext her and no reply. I call her and she answers. She says I am sorrysweetie. I am getting my hair cut and colored. I will get your brother topick you up. And she hung up. Ugh, I have to deal with Luke now. A fewminutes later I get a text from Luke, catch a bus to the high school. Iwalk to the bus area and all the buses are gone. I.