”“Please don’t give me that line of bullshit, Mom. Dad called me up when he got home and found the note you left.“He told me that after 25 yea...s he knew that the lies you were spouting had to come from someone else — it wasn’t something you thought of on your own.”Her mother frowned at that, but didn’t say anything.“Dad told me right then that the only explanation he could think of was that you were running away with a lover. He didn’t know whom; but he just knew that was what you were doing.. Since they were pregnant, they did not hang upside down or anything like that.The clientele was interesting. Mostly men but a few women too. The clients mostly drank champagne while the women danced to music. They held their breasts a lot and rubbed at their expanding bellies. Most of the women were far along in their pregnancies.George watched the women strip and gave them money. George loved women but the bonus was they were pregnant. He found women who were pregnant were beautiful. He found. Hopefully, though, you all know at least one of the reasons I called everyone here tonight.”“Cousin Emily is getting married,” either Jane or Jill said.“Correct, Jill.” Well, that cleared up who everyone was at the end of the table, anyway, from their first names.“However, this is not the only reason. Before I get into that, though, for the courtesy of those who are not part of the family at this time, I’d like it if everyone would introduce themselves and what they do. Go ahead and start,. I had retreated into a private dreamworld. It reminded me of a book I once read about the Mafia Boss of Bosses Paul Castellano, who supposedly told some FBI agents that he started an affair with his Columbian maid because one morning in bed he looked down at his wife and came to the realization that he never ever wanted to make love to her again. I was now looking at my wife in that same way, and was wondering what to do next with my life. I couldn’t bring myself to touch.