That’s not fair but Dag was going to be my father before Mom died. I hope you don’t mind that I hope they’re together now.” Dag was going to m...rry Cali Marx’s mother? Damn!“Of course, Miss Marx. Uh ... If you’ll forgive me, Dag had an envelope in his vault with your name on it but it doesn’t have an address. If you’re staying in town, I could have it couriered to you.”“I’m still not ready. Are you continuing his ... business?”“Yes. I was his partner and inherited the bulk of his estate.”“I paid. ’ ‘Would it be all right if I shared your bed?’ I asked. ‘That chair is playing hell with my legs when I sleep in it. I promise not to do anything.’ ‘Ok,’ Lisa said. ‘But you have to keep your promise. And could you do me one favor?’ ‘Sure thing, Lisa,’ I replied. ‘Just hold me, Roger,’ she said. ‘I’ve been afraid every time I’ve slept alone since… you know.’ We got into bed and turned out the lights. Lisa snuggled up against me. I put my arms around her slim frame and felt her body relax as. "Maybe you should try your wife again, Eddie. She might be done shoveling by now."When neither the house phone nor her cell phone got answered, I was rewarded with a round of moans and eye rolling.Bryce leaned over the table. "Eddie, do you have a neighbor you could call, just to see if everything is Okay?"After flipping through a small telephone book I had in my coat pocket, I called the old guy who lives across the street. He was retired and enjoyed being the eyes and ears of the. The day went as I thought it would, well planned and a perfect schedule to keep my little one busy. Then there was a knock at the door. My sissy never went near the door. I watched as the bell rang. Again my sissy never even looked at the door. I asked him if there was something wrong. He said that he doesn't answer the door when dressed as such. I asked "dressed as what?" "This is what you liked and you agreed that you would like to try dressing." "Part of doing house chores is answering the.