So I went commando.When I went downstairs, he was there, all suited up and looking very much the US Attorney. "Better?" he asked. And on the counter, ...here was a sports bottle full of Gatorade and an aspirin bottle.He gave me a hug and said, "I'm glad. GLAD! Now we'll talk about it later, OK? I'll be home about 7 tonite. Can you be here too?"I didn't understand at all, but there were tears in my eyes. I just nodded.At school, I needed to go to the Stripping Post today. I chuckled a bit to. She sighed, then suggested, “There’s a gallery downtown, Avignon Fine Arts, I was there once, they show nudes. I wonder if they’d like to have it as a loan?”So we re-wrapped the picture, loaded it in the Odyssey and a few minutes later were carrying it into the Avignon Fine Arts gallery, downtown Boise. An older woman, probably early sixties or so met us and asked if she could help us.The gallery is beautiful, paintings hung on the walls, sculptures on display cases throughout the floor, all. It was held on her shoulder by two thin strings and had a deep cut revealing her deep cleavage.She was waiting for there for the last fifteen minutes and was clearly looking agitated. And then suddenly a Silver colored Honda City stopped by her. One of the tinted glasses lowered automatically and she managed to smile after peeping inside the car. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting for long?” asked Dr. Roy from the driver’s seat. Kiran smiled back again, “Not much” she said before hopping inside. She smiled. ‘Abby, if you want me to think believe that, I’m not sure whether you’re trying to con me or yourself.’ Abby sat there, pondering Leila’s observation. In fact, she did spend a lot of time thinking about Greg and a lot of time in his company. They had coffee and breakfast every morning, either at her place or his. And, unless Greg happened to be working, they had dinner together every night. Greg seemed to find a lot of reasons to be at the hospital when she was working, too. In.