"Call me back when you know something about his use of that card." Osborn do you know why I want to know, if he returned the car," I asked."No," she s...id honestly."If he returned it, there is a chance he wants to use that ID again. If he left it in this parking lot. There is not a chance he will ever be Janus again." I said."So Liam, lets cruise the lot," I said.We checked it all and it was nowhere to be found. "That's a good sign Liam?" asked."20% a good sign. It might still be parked across. "Sure, Sis, no big deal," Jerry said, starting to move toward the front door."Oh, don't go yet, Jerry," Babs said, her tongue betraying her disappointment. "I mean, you look so hot and everything. Look, there's some beer in the fridge. Let's have one together, okay?"Jerry grinned and gladly accepted the beer his sister handed him. She popped one open for herself and sat opposite the young boy, both of the youngsters beginning to turn on strongly to each other.Three beers later, the two. In the school's eyes I was a sophomore, though academically I was a junior, or at least taking 300 level courses. As such, though, I had to declare a major. I also got more responsibility in the sorority. I didn't want it, but rules are rules, and everyone lends a hand. I got to assist the Social Director.Big deal, I thought. And then I learned how much work it was to put on a social event. There were a lot of things to keep in mind, and I had to learn them.I wasn't very good at it, so soon I. That's so rare in volunteers. Everyone wants her for committee work. She adopted me when my wife left."Before she thought, she blurted emotionally, "Why did she leave you?"After a long silence on the phone, he said, "When the children went off to school, she resumed her art career. By then, she was burned out on children, parties, and charities. Why did she leave? Maybe she wanted to renew herself. She was a remarkable painter."Sheila remembered her own life. "Was there another man?" I've never.