”We drove a bit, both apparently mulling over the conversation so far, then, “So, divorced?”“Yeah. How’d you find out?”“Haley and Deena....I asked what your deal was. That’s part of the answer.”“I am.”“Just ‘I am’. No explanation?”“Oh, you want an explanation?”“Not if you don’t want ... I thought that since we got four more hours of this...”“Fair question. But if I ask Sunny to explain HER existence...”“Turnabout’s fair play. So...”“I married before I got out of trade school...”“Trade school?”. "What do you mean by that?" Well it's not easy to find a woman who can be comfortable with me."I decided to leave it there and invited Sharon back tomorrow to continue the clean up. I could see she was intrigued.The next night I showed Sharon a chest of drawers we'd missed. "I'm not sure what Kim had it there, I think it's mostly underwear." I left Sharon alone while I went to another room. This was the crucial time. In that chest were all Kim's sexiest underwear and sub gear. There were photos. Stop and pick up what I needed to get for the party there i got on another bus and headed to the party I felt like I wanted to hide it looks I was getting looks all over the place and I almost forgot to close my legs a bit on the bus sitting one guy he was looking at my legs under the skirt it was embarrassing got to the party someone had to come down and let me in did I got to the apartment where the party was the one girl almost fell over laughing she was laughing for a good 5 minutes then. He came to a decision.'You show me this afternoon and I'll see if your goddam fiddling about is smart or smart-ass. And Doug, don't push it too much till I've done with that. You got more learning than teaching to do here.' He nodded and I went out. Shit, he was right about that. Knowing what to do with the figures you got is one thing. Choosing the figures, that's something else. Or mebbe the other way round. I went out and sat at my desk and dived into old files.Jeez, I never used my brain.