A day or so later I got an email from Vincent telling me he was meeting my wife for dinner. Part of me could not wait to see what was going to happen,...while the more rational part thought I should get on the next plane and come home and stop it.I did not hear anything for the next day or so, then an express package was left at the front desk. I saw Vincent's name on the box and knew to open it upstairs. In my room with trembling hands I ripped the express envelop open, in the package was a DVD. You’re a better man than I deserved. Maybe I can straighten my life out and find a good man in the future.“Did Becky tell you that I am selling the house?”“Yes.”“I’m going to get away and start over. I’m going to move somewhere I’m not known and try being a good person who will be attractive to good people.“Good bye, Jack. Thank you for getting him to come Sandy. I hope your lives will be happy together.”I said, “Good bye, Mavis.” Sandy and I left, holding hands.As we left the hospital, Sandy. He pressed "Marilyn".The door opened and a blonde vision of desirable womanhood entered. She spoke in a sexy voice, "Can I help you, lover?"She was wearing a very low-cut dress that was almost transparent. It was filmy and light, and swirled about her legs with every movement. She was the exact representation of Marilyn Monroe when she posed for that picture above the air vent.Terry stammered a reply, "N-n-no thank you, n-n-not at this time." Well just give me a call, lover, and I'll gladly. But why are you checking the place out now? Wasn’t your dad there like two days ago?” Christopher said.“Was he? I knew he had to take a short business trip but he never said where. Maybe I’ll give him a call before I head off anywhere. Later Christopher.” I said.As it turned out my dad had been to the theater. He had checked out the repairs and remodeling done. We had decided that for the most part he’d have control of the theater and I’d keep most of my focus on my studies. Unless something.