Jaye showered, douched and gave herself an enema, then put on her sun dress, without underwear. Samuel told her to take it off and put on her outfit f...om last night. She paused, but dutifully made the change. I called a cab and Samuel told him where we were going. When the driver heard the address he turned around and leered at Jaye then sneered at me. The club was in a part of town we hadn't seen, a little way from the port where the cruise ships came in. There was a bar along one wall, tables. " That's something else we need to discuss with Jeff and Diana," Fred allowed. "Maybe we need to get the driver's license transferred to Colorado before we get involved in the name change thing. Might get some advice from one of Jeff's lawyers — do things right so there won't be any complications."Carla reached over and took Fred's hand for a moment. "Your mates have been discussing something. In addition to Jeff and Diana marrying us, I want us to have a contract something like the Matthews. Squinting through the front windows, he saw Cynthia's athletic legs rise up the stairs to the second floor. Looking up towards the windows, a light flashed on in a room a minute later. He took mental note, the second room from the North-east corner. He sat there awhile, thinking about his options. Finally he decided, and got out of the car, going up to the front door. Steve walked right in."What you looking for?" said a frat member on a couch as Steve shut the door behind him.Steve hadn't. What they had gone through with Sam prepared them, at least a little, for the loss of Bob's father, when the Alzheimer's took him. Then, only six short months later his mother, lost without the man she'd spent the last forty-five years with, abandoned the will to live and slipped into eternity to go find him.Obituaries often use the words "survived by" as they list the people left behind. In losing first his little brother, and then his parents, he finally understood what "survived" actually.