The stands were quickly emptied since no one wanted to listen to her profanity. The teams went to their locker rooms to change. The umpire approached ...er. He had removed his mask and protective gear, so he did not seem so large and fierce as he was on the field, and he calmly listened to her spew her hate. He told her she needed to be quiet and go home. Cherie would have none of that and continued to rant.The coaches on her son’s team gathered behind the umpire and one of them opened the gate. He is allowing his managers, which I believe is a good way to manage, to do their jobs and keep our members happy. But, by not limiting memberships to what we can support, is not managing the resort to load.I think he has some explaining to do. Let’s keep than knowledge on the back burner and see if he hangs himself. If they are calling you to complain, he isn’t trying to fix this problem, but just sweeping it under the carpet.I’ll call my mother and father on the way to “The Club”. Let’s see. Donald has no interest in going into the Institute this week, let some time pass before he sees those men and Connie again.While Emma is at her meeting, he moves most of his clothes and his dresser into their room. Yes, with both their things in here it seems like ‘their room’ now.A little before noon he heads to Emma’s house to help.She has just arrived before him and greets him warmly. Inside they quickly shed their clothes. They are so used to being naked with each other when together and. Just movement. Serpentine. Cold. Just warm bodies hiding cold blood moving from one place to the next before clocks tick and the cycle begins again. I’m merely the un-caged, potentially violent entertainment to get them from point A to point B without falling asleep. I imagine they’ll send messages from their strange phones. Tell a friend what they saw on the ride home. Sympathies and horrors exchanged. And move on.Forget.Easy as eating granny’s warm apple pie.The bizarre nature of the moment.