A minute passes and a small, hunched old man opens the door. Bob immediately blurts, “Hello, my name is Bob Hill, and this is my wife Betty. We’ve...been in a terrible accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I please use your phone?”“I’m sorry,” replied the hunchback, “but we don’t have a phone. But my master is a doctor; come in, and I will get him!”Bob brings his wife in. An older man comes down the stairs. “I’m afraid my assistant may have misled you. I am not a medical doctor; I am. "I get twenty dollars an hour and could start this afternoon if that's all right with you." Oh, someone told me that you only charged fifteen dollars an hour but, okay, anytime you want, I am busy unpacking and need to get these things done right away." The voice was pleasant, and I thought maybe I should take care of myself and get rid of this erection before I went to do the work but what the hell; I wanted the money right away.I gathered all the tools I thought I would need, put them in the. ”I answer, “That’s great. Let me pay you for the rooms now. What time will they be available?”She begins to get my particulars, and says, “Come back about three and they will be ready for you.”I ask, “Is there a Ross or similar clothing store around here?”She gives me excellent directions for the store then I return to the truck and tell them, “Our rooms will be ready at three, so until then we need to get some clothes for you to wear.”Mira, Ira and Yasmeen all complain, “Ben, we can’t go into. .“Who’s the father?!” I demanded in a panicked voice, grabbing her head and yanking it up so her eyes could meet mine.She stared deeply into my eyes with a look that was a third incredulity, a third sadness, and a third anger. “I don’t know!!” she practically shrieked at me.Oops. Right. How the hell would she know? I needed to calm down. I steadied myself by leaning against the wall and slinking down to meet her, still conducting those deep breaths. Eventually I built up the bravery (or nerve,.