We fit together.”“Jigsaw,” I whispered, not correcting her, but helping. I kissed her tenderly, and felt her purr in my arms.“I gave myself to...Jirou,” Sammy said. “As for him, he never claimed me for himself.” There was a touch of sadness in her voice. “Sumo has claimed me, and as I said, I’m complete.”“Thanks, Sammy.”“Let me pick up Shirley today, Sumo. She is a beautiful child, smart and strong, the same as her mother, my Sumo.”“Sure thing.”I spent some alone time thinking about the Floozy.If. And I had been alone for years.’ ‘Caterina told me this week that she had pressured Marc to let Cathy know where I could be contacted, only after she found out that you were divorced. When your daughter let me know that 30 years ago you wanted a future for me, to go forth professionally in life, to not hold me back, I could no longer deny things. All those people who came to bat for you, and me’ ‘We have people worrying about us, people who care about us. Your daughter was amazing. She made me. "Or else what?! huh?! I will call the police on you and you'll be really sorry!" The man chuckles. "I think I'll get fond of you, slave. But if you want to call the police, go ahead, we won't stop you." I stare at him in disbelief. He speaks once more. "Ah, suspicious? Of course a smart girl like you knows nothing is that easy. Haha. Look at this..." He takes out a video tape and puts it in a TV. On the screen is me sleeping on my desk at home, with me... cheating! How did he get that?!?. But it didn’t take long before she mocked me even for that. Why she had ever bothered to let me marry her, I never did figure out. It was ungodly hot that summer and unusually dry. Then came August. I had begun to make it a habit of pulling the fuse for the whole house air conditioner in the mornings before leaving for work. Martha had quit her job, preferring to sit at home, drinking coffee all day, talking on the phone and eating whatever her darling mother brought over as they sat together.