. wow!” I praised my Aunt Tessa, who was also my favorite lover, to the skies.“And to think, this here man once had access to my cooking often, bu... never appreciated me as he should, did he?” Aunt Tessa taunted Daryl Matthews, her ex-husband.“Look, I’m sorry, for the thousandth time! I just ... I wish that we had never met, that’s all. We’d all be better-off that way. I wish that I could just leave and forget you all. I want to be free and just ... disappear!” Daryl snapped inside his mind,. Who da fuck is that?I mean ... I knew I was big now ... but I wasn’t prepared for six foot eight. Aren’t Indians short? The Apaches ... ah ... I get it ... the Apache were historically short but in Ohio, amateur excavations of Indian burial mounds tell of many skeletons being exhumed that measured 6.5-8 feet in length. Truth be told, professional anthropologists doubt the accounts ... because there were no trained excavators or certified professionals on site to keep the records in control. But. We know they didn’t take anything and, honestly, what information could they have gleaned?”“A customer list?”“Sure, but to what end? Heck, Cindi has our biggest customers listed in her marketing collateral and we feature one or two in our newsletters she publishes. Not to mention that the membership list of the user group is public.”“So what were they looking for?”“When I thought it was Anthony and Connie, evidence that I took their money. Now? No clue.”“In some ways, that’s more. About the only thing that seemed anywhere near watchable was a sex comedy and I suggested this to my mother. She agreed without hesitation and I switched the TV on, tuned to the station then sat back to watch the film and my mother. As the time passed she finished her drink, quickly I drained my glass then fixed us both a fresh one, mum grinned at me as she took her glass then turned her attention back to the film. Twice more during the course of the film I refilled our glasses, though I was.