Marian had her binoculars and was looking down at Mono Lake. ‘I can almost see the birding platform at the northern end of the lake. Do we get to go...there this afternoon?’ She looked at me and smiled. I leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose. ‘You made a wonderful choice getting us this far. I’m content to have you navigate. Feels reassuring, somehow, to have a librarian in charge of where I’m going.’ She reached over and ran her fingers through my hair. ‘You are just funning me, Jeff. We know she doesn't do it deliberately; not to Julie, she wouldn't. Julie moved all the memories of everything but the last cycle to another area and guarded it against intrusion. Of course, she didn't tell me that, since I'm a big dummy that isn't supposed to know that my 'husband' used a protocol that would have awakened half the universe to create a replacement for me! Without telling me! But... I'm not mad. No, not at all!" She grinned at my nervousness. "But, seriously, I don't know why. Jim was a very lucky guy.“Come share a beer with me,” I shouted back up at the screen window.“A beer or a bed?” Rhonda shouted back. I don’t know why we were shouting, since we could probably have gotten by without raising our voices.“A beer,” I replied. “We can talk about the bed later.”“Hold on,” she replied, “I’ll be right down.”A few moments later and Rhonda walked through the gate to our patio. She looked great in her stretchy yoga pants and a cut-off t-shirt that showed off her well-toned. Picture this: You've just woken up at 6 and showered and put on yourunderwear and pantyhose. You've done your skin conditioning and basicmake up for the day, and have fixed your hair. You pull your slip onover your head and smooth it out, front and back. You swish over to thecloset and open it up, and inside there is nothing but a long row ofpretty dresses, a hundred! Like a dress boutique!The dress you choose will depend on your "look" for the day. Are you insecretary mode? Or are you going.