"I need to speak to Ms. Swanson urgently. Is she available?" I'll check," the secretary answered.Brock didn't get the chance to thank the receptionist...before Millicent Swanson, the team's majority owner, was on the line."Hello, Brock," the woman said sweetly. "I hope all is well." All is not well, Ms. Swanson," he announced.The woman was silent. Everything she had heard from the team's medical staff indicated Brock would be able to resume baseball-related activities in the next few days."What. ” She laughed at her slight at me; I also chuckled. This was working better than I thought it would.Cindy picked up her phone and her thumbs flew over the small screen as she typed. She eventually chuckled.Tara said, “What did he say?”Cindy laughed, “I sent him the same picture of the four of us that we sent to Steve’s wife. I added that if he wanted any of that pussy he’d better get over here pronto. He is already on his way.” She giggled and turned to Nancy and Tara, “You two decide who gets. It obviously did for you. I know that I broke your heart in fifty places, but you broke mine back in equal measure, when you didn’t fight to keep me. I know, I know, a slut like me isn’t worth fighting for. I can read your thoughts from here in Chicago. I know, I didn’t fight for our marriage, so why should you do all of the heavy lifting? Well, logic, fairness, etc. all agree with you, but my heart doesn’t care about all that, just that my ego took a major blow when you just dropped me like a. "My son doesn't love me anymore!"The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Slowly, painfully she removed her hands from her body and dragged herself to the bed. Her sorrow turned to anger. The boy she had dedicated her life to, the one who she thought will love her forever, had already outgrown her and her milk laden breasts."If Kevin doesn't want me anymore, I won't embarrass him or myself." she promised as she tossed and turned in her king sized bed. She inhaled the bed sheet. It smelled.