Another lady entered. She spoke to us, “Good. Three more servers. I hope they all arrive. I need your names and the lockers you want.”“I am Z. J...st one letter. Upper locker, your choice.”Kimi. K-I-M-I. I’ll take the locker under Z’s.“Fran. I will take a locker next to Z.”“I forgot to say I’m Jan. I’m so glad you came. Z, you are number 17. Kimi you are number 18. Fran is locker 19. I will put two yellow tape tags on your lockers. Wear one of them when you go out to serve. She handed each of us. "She came to me this mourning telling me my attackers died, obviously you know." Jennifer says.I nod."Sharon came to tell me." I say.Jennifer nods slowly."So you just found out too." Jennifer says."I never said I just found out." I saySharon is shaking her head at me."Its okay Sharon the cats out of the bag already" I say."Dad." She says, I see the warning in her eye."Have I ever misjudged someones character." I ask Sharon."not in my lifetime." She says, its a back handed barb.Jennifer is. He sniffed hard in the vain hope of smelling the woman who would execute him. He did not hear the tumultuous roar of the delighted female onlookers as the scimitar was brought swiftly down, and his head rolled in the sand, dispatched with gusto by the superb woman.His head joined the other in its final tribute to the glorious symbol of womanhood, and two others joined it in rapid succession. Zara kept her kneeling male's leash nice and tight as he looked down with a strange envy at the heads. You even commented how amorous I was those last days together. Since it was my idea, I didn’t think you had any responsibility and, other than putting your name on the birth certificate, I have not asked for any help at all. I contacted you now because Katie is getting old enough to wonder about her father like her other friends have.”My turn to talk, “She certainly is a cutie and after seeing her I don’t doubt that she is mine. I also know that you are an honest person. Let me tell you about.