Although he wasn’t a gardener, one of the sweet older ladies living next door to him had asked if she could tend his garden, since her sister (whom ...he lived with) had completely taken over theirs. He’d been happy to let her, and even happier now that he had a ready supply of Kay’s favorite flowers. He was looking forward to seeing Kay again tonight… their sex life was absolutely astounding. She was so responsive and so genuine… and there was a touch of submissiveness about her that really. ‘Fine, no complaints so far.’ I said. I pulled out my sandwich and saw she was working on some soup and she kept glancing at me. Julie and I sat like that for about half the lunch hour and then she said ‘Did you mean what you said about the scars not being who we are?’ ‘Yes, if you have heard of me from the others, you know I only say what I mean, perhaps not as well as I would like, but you get the point.’ I told her. ‘Yeah, I’ve heard that. They said you won’t tell a lie period.’ Julie. .. the essentials.I loaded my empty fuel cans into the back of my pickup, and tied them in place. I had fifteen five-gallon cans, altogether. All but three of them were empty. If I were careful, that and what I had on hand should last the winter. I just needed to siphon gas out of one of the local gas station tanks.I coasted into my favorite parking place, grabbed my binocs, and started searching the edge of town for evidence of people. Nothing. I watched for over an hour, and decided that it. She wouldn’t call what happened ‘making love’, more like having quickie sex... well, quickie for him. Once again, he left her approaching the edge while he finished. Like what has become her new normal, when she went into the bathroom to clean up, she took things into her own hands and surprised herself thinking more about Cassie than anything else. She smiled to herself and images from Art School came to mind.As weeks went by, Ellen saw more and more of Cassie. She wasn’t sure what she did,.