The door opened and we went in. I reset the alarm after the door was closed."Well, what do you want to do now?" she asked, raising her eyebrows a la G...oucho Marx."I don't know. Let's see what comes up," I teased right back.She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom. We came into the kitchen two hours later to see if there was anything edible after a hot refreshing shower. The cupboard had plenty of canned goods and there were sodas in the refrigerator. Good enough. We had just started to. These are the last known addresses but their phones are disconnected so he’s not sure they still live there.He walks up to the first house and knocks on the door. An early teen Aboriginal girl answers the door, and he asks, “Excuse me, does Missus Browning still live here?” The girl nods yes, “May I speak with her?”The girl gives him a wary look, “Just a moment and I’ll ask.” She leaves the door open when she turns and walks away. He hears her say, “Ma, there’s a boy at the door that wants to. I didn't mean that. I just want you to be the calmleader I always knew you as, and think rationally before acting. Don'tlet this body define who you are. My friend Michael," she pushed herindex finger into my chest, "the one inside is what defines this body.Understand? You have to learn how to control Kaaren's emotions. Idon't want you hurting or killing people just because you can get awaywith it." The ghosts of Tolkechev and the several others who I killedwith absolute ease came back to. Today I was a spectator and tried to understand what was unfolding in front of my eyes. I tried to be easy-going, but it was somehow exhausting to watch. It was the first time that I saw my wife with another man in revealing explicit activity. Let's rewind two hours back.He arrived at our home and we welcomed him. We went to the living room, we drank champagne and talked a bit about their old office, who both worked in the past.Twenty-five minutes later my wife said it's time to move to our.