" said Mrs. Levi. She was standing in the door way. She was wearing a tight grey skirt. A white button down blouse. That was wide open. Her big b...east exposed. She had a 12 inch ruler in her left hand. A big red apple in her right hand. She had some reading glasses on her nose. She smiled. "When are you folks coming back?" she said. "Not until Monday." I said. "Come in. I hope you brought your thinking cap today." she giggled.I followed Mrs Levi into her living room. The furniture. .Jack has like a drooling ten-year-old with an annoying habit of wanting to touch everything he laid eyes on.Copping the odd feel here and there would nine out of ten times earn him a black eye but he had always proved to be harmless which was why no one ever complained about him and Joyce was sure that Jenny from the third floor loved it.Office life was indeed nothing to pride one's self on but neither was it a complete soul-sucking experience as portrayed in films. It was the repetition that. )"And I hope your wife gets over her cold." With that, Hero made his way towards the distant house. Feeling mildly relived when finally hearing the old green Volvo start its trundle away and down the road. He hadn't wished to be rude, but the old fellow had just about talked his ear off! Now privy to more facts about the local pig population than he believed necessary or desirable, The twenty-minute trip from the rail station had seemed like an hour!"The house looks larger in the photos." He. “For goodness’s sake, Aggie is there something WRONG with me? Or have I DONE something wrong?”Folding her arms Aggie leaned her head over the table. She took a couple of breaths and then looked up with tears in her eyes. “You told me that you remembered the noise in the next room when you were here that weekend. And you told me that you ended up in bed in another room with your mother and father, right?”Penny nodded her head.“But you don’t know WHY you ended up in that room, do you?”“I thought.