She had words to say as she left, "Well little brother, our family is separating again. Thank God it isn't like it was when Dad died. Now there is onl... happiness in our future. I was closer to our father than anyone. I feel he would approve of the decisions we have made in the last several months. He could have had all of that if he had been a stronger person. I'm going to remember the best of him and forget all the rest." I am too, Sis." Ginger and I stood hand-in-hand as they drove away. We. Tall, with shoulder-length reddy-brown hair, she was five years older than me, hailed originally from Maryland, and had come to Los Angeles straight from college fifteen years before to work in advertising, a copywriter. In her spare time, she’d written a few short scripts; she took the opportunity of asking a director she met for some advice, and suddenly she had a couple of scripts accepted. With her BA in Communications minoring in Film, she’d helped out on set a couple of times and gotten. "Did you want me to go to Lily's tonight?" It would be good to talk with her tonight and come back tomorrow. I would like to get things set up and get out of here."I got to Lily's in just over an hour. "You got her?" Lily knew from my face.I nodded. "She's at home."Lily called out, "Karen, Howard's here. He got his sister back." You be nice to Karen. She's got it bad for you."She ran to me and hugged me. "I was so worried about you. I'm glad you found her." Thank you Karen. You look very. A man had found her trulydesirable and had made advances to her which she had welcomed."Let me get us a drink so we can talk more about this," Bill said anddisentangled himself from her.He dropped his pants and kicked them off, followed by his socks andshoes. He hung his trousers over the back of a chair."I'll let them dry out," he smiled as he poured them both a glass ofwine.He returned and sat down next to Michele who had cleaned herself as bestshe could with some tissues. It wasn't long.