A family portrait. So formal. So impersonal. Unreal." So, changing topics, what's on our agenda?" Oh. I want to get to the Market. And the Botanical G...rdens. And back to the Zoo. And the museum downtown. Can we do all that?" Sure. Botanical Gardens tomorrow. More art the next day. Then the zoo. The Market on Saturday morning and then home, bright and early on Sunday." Early?" You wanted to take the train, remember? The XPT leaves about 830." I'm tired. Maybe we can just sit and read in the. The man is a fucking machine, she thought,laughing to herself. She had put on her eight performances that week.Tuesday night, a matinee on Wednesday and Saturday plus shows every nightthereafter. The theatre was closed on Sundays and Mondays. She still hadn'theard from her son and the actress was getting quite concerned. On Sunday,they went to the building housing evacuations and finally found a personwho knew about the children's situation."Miss Frost, did you put your son on track. The hubbub of voices rose, laughter mixed in, " You lot talking behind my back," I asked as I emerged from the bathroom, John said, " Not at all, just letting Tony in, Tony this is Anne," the young man rose from his seat on the bed, "You're photos don't do you justice baby, you are beautiful," his voice ,deep and sonorous matched his look perfectly. He was around, 25 or so, 6ft 4in tall, broad shouldered, black as the night sky, not an ounce of fat on him, a true black Adonis! " Might I say. I would not like you have a fall." Tina and Annabel looked at each other. I could sense their obdurate mindset. A man tells them not to do something and they will ignore him anyway and damn well do it.I got involved with Aleksy and his brother Stanislaw. They had spent time together and with their building experience had many suggestions. I could not fault their ideas so told them to do it as they thought best. We walked around and I selected the room on the south-west corner to be my office..