" Sheremoved the cape. Bev took one arm and Trixie the other. I stood up afteralmost 90 minutes in that chair. I felt my weight fall on those spikesan... would probably have fallen if the ladies hadn't held me."Slowly now. One foot in front of the other," Trixie advised.I found my feet and took some tentative steps. Thank God she hadn't puton very high heels. These were probably 3". I soon found my balance andbecause of all the padding etc found a wiggle in my walk. It seemed I wasnow a 38-30-32.. Today, the texts started. And here's what you're going to do, Mom... The front desk was empty. Timidly, Judy rang the old-fashioned bell sitting at the edge of the counter. She heard an annoyed grunt, and turned her head, noticing a slightly-open door to the right of the desk. As the door opened wider, she saw an older, thin man staring at her warily, walking towards her with a rolled-up newspaper in his hand. He wore a faded pair of overalls over a stained, yellowing wife beater shirt, and. The herd going in the same direction and me going backwards, I mean.The direction I chose to walk had me confronting each of them every lap. I guess I might claim it kept people from walking up behind me, so maybe there was a reason after all. I mean other than me being out of step with everyone else in the whole world.I was pleasantly surprised to find how friendly the mall walkers were. They were mostly older retired folks. Yes most even older than my forty something years. They seemed to be. I knew that only then would he feel comfortable talking about it with me. The problem was, how could I broach the subject without being direct. I knew that whatever I did, it had to appear to be natural and non-confrontational. I prayed that God would give me an idea and make me know when the time was right to bring it up. That evening, we went through our usual routine getting ready for bed. Wed been teasing one another during his homework time, and hed gotten the giggles. That.