We have history, you know, and there’s this huge gap in our ages.’ Tim held up a hand at that point and said: ‘Helen, the history we can deal wi...h, talk about, discuss but the age difference is never to be mentioned again.’ ‘You wonderful man,’ she said, and she was clinging to him again and rewarding him with another soft and vibrant kiss. At that point, Tim was living for those kisses, eating them almost as sustenance. ‘Tea or coffee?’ she asked him, as they broke from the most recent kiss.. But even the most rudimentary combination of forms makes clear Joseph's more recent overriding concern. Unlike a simple mandala radiating from a center point, there is no center to these graphics. In a nutshell, to use a gruesome cliché because Joseph would be the first to admit he's a nut or crazy, and right now he seems to be just a shell of a man, which, as I will explain shortly, he is not, but anyway, in a nutshell, Joseph is the center of the Order and he doesn't want to be. Continuing to. I grabbed for my carbine as I hit the ground. Then before I could even bring it up to the ready, Vicky's rifle barked again and several carbines started to spit ammunition in my direction. My brain told me to stay down and I did. After two minutes all the firing stopped."Are you crazy?" Lizzy screamed at me as I started to pick myself up off the ground."What?" I said dismissively."You know what Daddy," my middle child shouted angrily. "What the hell were you trying to do?" I just wanted to. Could you come out tomorrow and take a look at it?" Sure. What time works for you, Amy?" Anytime after 8 is good. I'll be home until noon." Fine, I'll be there first thing then."Now Amy is the wife of Michael McMullen, the minister of the local Baptist church. He also teaches church history at a seminary in Kansas City (wonder why they call preacher's colleges SEMINaries?) so he's gone all day several days each week. He's in his 50s, and Amy is much younger - about 37. She's a cute girl,.