" She really is in the iron cage of despair," I said. "But what I stilldon't understand is why Emily comes to Living-It-Out?" Nathan picked hisBible u... from the night stand on his side of the bed and flipped throughit for a few seconds."This is as close as I can come to understanding what she said." Then hebegan reading:Doth not wisdom cry? And understanding put forth her voice? She standethin the top of high places, by the way in the places of the paths. Shecrieth at the gates, at the entry of. This young man, and this photograph, espoused the apex of bravery and sacrifice. He stared at it so long that the turntable attendant spoke."Sir?" Yes," sighed Harold. "Go on."For Stephanie Wells, it was the eyes that drew her attention, particularly the fact that the eyes were identical, warm, full of life—just normal brown eyes. But those eyes were in a head that had two faces. Half was the face of any young man, with his dreams and hopes and plans. The other half was the essence of. Foundation, powder to set it, blue eyeshadow, mascara,a touch of blush, my nicest wig, a nice spritz of perfume, ready for mydress. I had decided on a black dress, all black underware, black hose,and shoes. Accessories were pearls, pearl earings, gold watch, andbraclet. Finally as the crowning touch a nice lipstick to match my nailsand I was ready.When I got back to the kitchen I put on an apron to protect my dress,before icing the cake and getting the rest of dinner ready. I was takingout the. ..”“Once we go in, you can tend to that first. Anything else?”“That’ll be good for now I think.”“What can I do better?”She took his face in her hands, staring into his eyes.“Master, you’re doing just fine.”He kissed her and said, “I worry about the boys ... I’m not sure how I’ll react with them later on...”“Don’t stress about it, Sir. Make love with them as you’re making love with me and it will all be fine.”“I don’t know if I’m ready to take that step yet.”“Then don’t. But stop worrying. Get.