Those were the two people who’d entered their bedroom, undressed, and crawled to snuggle into the position he’d held her in since her earliest chi...dhood bad dreams. The way they slept most nights since they’d first become one in the last way that they hadn’t always been; him wrapping his arms around her, Julie snuggling into his embrace. The ‘Had the Pool Dream’ variant of the position was called for, so the embrace was extra-tight, and her face was buried in his shoulder.He was no longer the. Dad would get his tobacco from her, other stuff and sit and chat outside in the sun.It was one of those days. The Warburtons big bread van was due in and she was out back sorting some empty plastic pallets to go back, while I watched the business. That morning, there had been Jennifer Laurence with her baby buggy in for some stamps, Minnie Drover posting something abroad and George Mooney who brought his mother in for some bird food. It was all regular stuff, trade brisk in terms of footfall. Cara actually kissed me goodnight.I woke up to the bed shifting and an exotic looking beauty staring into my eyes. I blinked and looked around as another woman laughed softy. The woman on the bed with me caressed my face almost as if checking to see if I was real. “How did you get into Cara’s apartment and why are you sleeping in my bed?”I turned my head to look down her naked body and then looked back into her face. I grinned, “Cara brought me home. I must have impressed her.”The woman. There she was on the evening news, and with some guy who was NOT ME.If I had not seen it I would have not believed it if when someone of the told me. There she was on the evening news, and with some guy who was NOT ME; not only was it not me it was an old boyfriend who had abused her to the point of putting her in the hospital. She had told me she was going to see her sister in the U.P. (for those of you who do not know, the U. P. is the upper peninsula of the State of Michigan), but here she.