I was stillworking at my job and fortunately making enough to keep us afloat. Theweeks turned into months and still nothing for Tom. He was becoming l...ss ofa man, more docile and spiritless. He began doing all the things around thehouse that a woman would do.I didn't really mind that, but he became less of a man in the bedroom. Iwas 45 and I was not sexually dead yet! That's when most our troublebegan. I was upset and mad, then I met Jake. He was a foreman at thecompany and he was black. He was. "My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service andgo out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remindyou that there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meetingWednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding ShamusO'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with me Wednesday night to showyour support for this measure. And I invite you to join with me now insinging a most appropriate closing hymn, 'Song of Exodus.' Yes, sing. She purchased a nice fur coat with a hood that fell down to her ankles. Plus matching gloves. Also a few heavier gowns and some leather boots. Then bought some winter garb for her husband. On the way back she looked at the sky. It sure looked like rain or snow.Since her arrival, Penelope knew that she was the talk of the troops and some of their women. It was rare for a noblewoman to be with her husband in this kind of environment.Usually they stayed back in Rome being pampered and sometimes. The game plan for their first full day in Rome had been to take in all the most famous of the city's fountains, maybe do a little shopping along the way, and finish on the Spanish Steps. They'd stopped for lunch at the gigantic, world famous Trevi Fountain, but now it was time to get back to the sightseeing. The girls lined up to drop their coins in the fountain and Catherine took a moment to count heads as they filed past her. With everyone accounted for, she turned to get them moving again....