Edith finished by clapping two times, "it is time to get ready, we have all day to full tomorrow, but now... lets get ready."She took a towel and gave...it to me stepping out of the shower and bathtub, taking one for her self too. We tried to look at the mirror with not luck thanks to the steam.She opened the door and walked the her room with me just right behind her. It took me a minute to comprehend not staying in the bathroom putting all the lotions, she already had done it with oils back in. I had a bad feeling about whatever it was.“Sure,” I said and retrieved two longnecks from the refrigerator, popping them open and handing her one. “Here you go.” I took the initiative and answered her query.“As you know, this case I’m working on has been kicking my ass,” I told her, taking a sip of the beer. “I feel like the black guy in Lethal Weapon. I’m getting too old for this shit. I’m tired, Jude, tired of the stress, tired of never being home with you. I miss our life the way it was. I. I was drawn to her physically. I reached out and took her hands in mine and looked directly into her eyes, which were larger than imaginable, and their color was the Cerulean blue of the pigment I import from Milan. Her lashes were gigantic like the ones you see in the movies, only real. She was smiling radiantly at me. Without a thought I started to unbutton the top button on her thin dress with them all the way down to the hemline. She smiled. I continued to unbutton it until it fell open all. Bell jumped into the fray and insisted that I have my own key to the suite, and said, "This is just like before. We are a family, and you are a big part of us. Please come as soon as you can and stay as long as possible." Yet again, I cried."By the time we see you tomorrow, Colleen and I will still have some details to work out, but your idea is a great one. Colleen is the trust officer and will make the offer to you when it's appropriate. We have to figure out how to make it appropriate...".