“You open a jar,” Suzie said. She used a spoon to scrape up the little chunks of spaghetti noodles. She had missed cutting up one long strand and ...t slid off to land on her lap.“They open a can,” Sean said attempting to get another forkful of noodles.“You’re right,” Suzie said. The bad thing was that they left the can out for them to see. The label on it was white with black letters that spelled out, ‘Generic Spaghetti Sauce.’ Someone had written a little message under the letters saying, ‘Your. ‘Oh, you are such a beautiful girl,’ Marlene’s mom excitedly said as she leaned over and scratched the black Lab’s soft belly. ‘I swear, I’m coming back as a dog in my next life,’ I laughed, listening to the constant pampering that was given to beautiful Misty. ‘I’m coming back as Misty,’ Marlene sighed. ‘You get your belly rubbed enough just being you,’ I responded. ‘Michael, shhh…stop,’ Marlene giggled. We only stayed for a few minutes before I called Misty over and saddled her back up for. ”“He didn’t mention that when I spoke to him yesterday, well, earlier today for you.”“Let me get her.”“Hi, Tiger!” Jessica said about thirty seconds later. “You’re on speaker.”“I hear you consulted with Al.”“Yes. Did he tell you?”“No; Kara did. I spoke with Al earlier today, your time. He told me about Johns Hopkins and Mayo.”“How are you doing?”“Fine. I took a nice walk in the English Gardens here in Munich last night. Al cleared me to run this morning, but to take it easy. I’ll just go at. They had danced a little, their bodies separated only by his trunks and her string bikini and soon had begun to neck. But at some time they had stopped and he had gone to get them some more beer, leaving her lying on the sand, the moonlight highlighting her pale body. Then, as he was starting back with two cups of the cold brew, he spotted two absolutely gorgeous girls, holding hands, and moving over the top of a big dune towards the darkness. The promise of this distraction drew his mind away.