That will be all for the moment."But Martha didn't leave straight away. "What happened to the young lady who came to visit you?" she wanted to know."O..., she stepped out onto the balcony to catch some fresh air."I was relieved when I heard the door close. I could breath again. But my relief didn't last long. Within less than half a minute the door opened again."Balcony? What balcony? Your office doesn't have any balcony." It was a joke, Martha. A joke." I should have known. You're always pulling. I asked myself, "Now who in hell would be ringing the bell? They must know the plant is closed." I went down the hall and peered out before opening the door. Max Stinger was standing there. I opened the door just a crack and questioned, "Hi Max, this is a surprise. What's up?" Dirk, I know you are working, but could I talk with you for a few minutes? It concerns your wife, Mary."I looked to see if he was serious and deciding that he was, I said, "Come in and we can talk while I make my rounds.. When Larry finished, she got up, washed and went back to the new gallery.Larry had made a point to come by there several times to check on things. He’d seen Josh there three times. Amanda explained that Josh was an artist as well as a part-time model and had rented one of the upstairs studios. They were even planning to do a special exhibit of some of his work. He created ultra-modern sculptures of a highly erotic nature.One afternoon, Larry stopped into the gallery and found Josh and Faith in. He loves peanut butter and is usually a very playful puppy. Mike had trained him thoroughly, teaching him many different commands. He usually obeyed my commands but today was different. He and Mike have this weird sort of communication. Mike could nod his head and Pep will move wherever he needs him. That doesnt work for me. Yeah, I gave him Peanut butter today, why are you concerned? Its not like youre going to walk him when its time to let that funky shit out. I wrapped my arms around his.