I trembled, and whimpered, and died.I opened my eyes. The Second Man was there, watching me. I could see in his eyes he would have offered help if he ...ould, but none could touch me while I was in communion.I had fallen off the chair, crumpled in the corner in a pool of my own piss and excrement."Love me." I whispered. The Second Man nodded and approached the bed.I could feel her ghost shift. She was rootless now that I had experienced--and accepted the burden of her death. She was a blank. ”Later, as we got ready for bed, Martha brought up the subject again; “I hope he gets back together with her, don’t you?”“With who?”“Christy, of course! She’s so lovely, don’t you think? I’d find it hard to be so friendly with some other girl Phil might bring home. But I really admire Christy, making her way alone in the world so bravely.”I wondered what she’d think if she knew the truth; Christy made her way in the world with the financial support of one sugar daddy after another, and I was. We all gathered around the dinner table. I was seated between Naomi and Alejandra. Naomi was just shy of eight months along. She immediately kissed me on the cheek. "You and Alejandra made a beautiful baby! I hope ours as cute and healthy. She definitely is squirmy lately." She took my hand and pressed it against her round belly. Sure enough, within seconds I felt movement.After a delicious dinner we sat around for conversation and laughter. Alejandra eventually leaned over and. I push a little harder. Okay, I think that's fine. She's relaxing again. Still troubled, though, and confused.Damn, this better be all I need to do. I don't want to mess with her head any more than this.Amazing the wonders a hot shower does for you.I even manage to get over my guilt. I had to get in her mind again. She got real skittish when we were in the house alone. I had to kinda keep my distance from her. Even then I had to suppress her urge to call the cops.Okay, in and out. Shower, a.