“I love it when men just have to be men,” she chuckled to herself.Junkyard dogs were the kind who knew how to howl at the moon—although their me...nness could get out of control at times. Men were so predictable. At least, most of them were. Cal confused her.As she kept walking she saw the diner about a block away and her forlorn car alone in the parking lot. Her thoughts shifted back to Cal, wondering what he would do. In a way, he was on the hook to complete the fuel pump repair. He’d escaped. S. government.” Tanya was stunned, “You guys are in alignment with God. Aren’t you?”“Two thousand years ago, my father was John the Beloved. He is the Comforter. He is the President, John Taylor. He’s the one who taught us how to come here.”“That’s a myth from a book that’s been edited and translated hundreds of times. That can’t be true.” Tanya had a pained expression on her face.“Ask God!” Johnny suggested. Gaia started laughing as Tanya’s eyes got huge as she went through the questions.“What. ”The button was pressed for the end of the first movement.When the last note died away, I heard her high heel shoe knocking on the trap as pages on the musicians’ scores and the pages of the audience’s programmes were turned. I pressed the button once more.She descended, ducking sideways and down to get a look at me as soon as possible.“I didn’t sleep with Umberto.”“You were about to, and that’s possibly just as bad. Intent and deed are very close together in legal terms.”I pressed the button. "Sure feel wierd", he muttered, sensing the tight, thick weave of lycra and cotton with his fingers. "Oh well, I guess I... I want to make her happy, so..."He gathered them up like Mum said, tugging them up his hairless, skinny legs to his knees before standing up to streach them the rest of the way on. He was expecting that irritating, scratchy itch he remembered from the last time he wore these dumb things, but such sensations were totally absent this time; instead, just... well, a sort of.