I was getting pretty worried because of what she had told me about her husband’s temper and also what he might have seen when he came home that day....I called a few times during the day from a pay phone, not wanting to use my home phone because my name and number would show on her call display and I didn’t want her husband to see it, but there was never an answer. It was six days after we had had sex when I got a call from her. “Rina, where are you? I’ve been really worried.” “Stuart, my husband. Vixen tended to be the only Other that really listened to what Jess had to say, despite her perpetual state of arousal. ‘That man is my rescuer, but he’s not normal, something is just wrong about him and I need you to project yourself to Bolivia and look up any and all myths about this region of the Amazon.’ She took a side-glance at the bed and watched Jack as he slept, unaware of their conversation. Vixen did the same and smiled at her with an almost motherly air that reminded Jessie of her. "Really who's going to notice anyway in the fall or winter, becauseshorts season for you is about over, and you wear long pjs or sweats tobed anyway." That's true?" Craig popped open his eyes. "No one would notice." Then it'll be fine,and your hair is fairly light anyway," said hissister, slicing it away. "So unless you plan on trying out for basketballin short shorts before it grows back, then what's the difference?" Wow then there is none," said Craig, staring at his bare calf. "And youknow I. I looked at Connie and smiled. "Is it true, or am I dreaming?"Connie said, "It's true. We're a family."That evening, Donna spent hours on the phone, telling all her friends about the hearing. Supper was a fruit and veggie plate, with Italian bread and wine. The relief was palpable. I fell asleep on the couch with my head on Connie's shoulder.On Connie's birthday, the three of us went to Nona's for dinner, then Connie and I went dancing until the wee hours. Donna happily went to Yvonne's for the.