"Oh, that's not all. Friday is my day to just relax. Saturday is my date night. It's the night I go out with friends like we're doing now. Sunday, is ...amily day. I do my best to spend time with my family. Of course sometimes we visit other relatives or they come to our house. That about sums up my week. What about you?" We don't want to get into it. I work, sleep and sometimes go out. I do visit with my Aunt and Uncle at least every few weeks. Somewhat of a boring life. Being here with you is. I'll be back in a couple of minutes," I said, hastily beating a retreat.When I returned, Rose had squeezed herself onto the sofa with the three of them. They had been talking in hushed tones and obviously keeping an eye out for me. They shut up as I walked into the living room."What are you guys cooking up?" I asked, knowing something was afoot."Oh, nothing," Debbie said, looking directly at Rose.I didn't believe that for a moment, but sooner or later, one of them would tell me. Most likely. Rather than the long, straight river of gold which had been hers since the moment she had first come into existence, her hair was fire-red, tumbling about her head in a mass of riotous curls. She looked wildly from the mirror to Bill, her hands shaking as she clawed at her head frantically.Suddenly, she knew."You!" she shouted, hurling herself across the room to catch him by the collar of his robe and shake him furiously. "What have you done? What did you do to me? Make it stop!" she wailed,. Stix turned to the bartender to order another when he noticed Keys on the television screen. He waved at the bartender."Can you turn that up?"Don turned and looked where Stix was pointing."Musically the show Monday was horrible, Crystal," Keys said. "Oh, I'm sure the audience didn't notice, but it was a technical mess. And don't get me started on that blatant display at the end. I mean, come on, Axe and his daughter screwed that song up. It won't be played like that on the road." Easy, Don,".