That afternoon Mom decided to take me shopping, show me around and, when we met up with some of her exercise friends, to show me off too. Daddy stayed...at home and did some odd jobs, then watched a little sport. Most of our shopping was of the window variety, but Mom did insist on buying me a dress. I wanted to buy a saree or a salwar suit. But to my astonishment mom asked me to buy something sexy.“You are young and owner of a great figure. Then why shy of showing it to others?” she asked me.. .."Come on Helmut, you can do it!" I yelled,"Finish him off, Hans!" urged Gerda.We were in the gymnasium, shouting encouragement to our respectiveboyfriends as they duelled.Clad in protective fencing gear they were going full out at each otherwith no quarter asked and none given. I wasn't familiar with theintricacies of scoring in fencing, but I could tell Helmut was losing.Sure enough, eventually he yielded, they bowed to each other, then tookoff their fencing masks."A good bout," said Helmut,. Car accident. Drunk driver. He didn’t get injured, oh no. If I’d been younger I’d have given him a good thrashing and no mistake. Bastard. Left my poor Sarah Jane in a coma. Brain injury. Life support. Very bad. Very bad.”Jim was stunned. Sarah Jane in a hospital; in a coma. She needed him.“What hospital?”“Mel! Mel! Confound it woman where in God’s name have you got off to now!”“Coming Colonel. What is it?” Mel came running out into the garden but she was not wearing a facial expression that. “But I also get a sense of a caged cat.”I thought for a little while. “Before you get together with Linda, talk to Barbie, whom I’ll give a heads-up. Linda, like Gerri, is making strides with some past trauma. Linda hasn’t yet had someone as healing as you and Joan were to Gerri.“I don’t think that Barbie has a formal physician-patient relationship with Linda. Joan, perhaps you can start some empathy work with Linda.”“Completely changing the subject, I have a question for you, Joan. Did you.