At the auction Kim was the last woman to be put up and her appearance caused considerable interest. To start with she was carrying the overalls, inste...d of wearing them. She was apparently in her late twenties, though Martha knew she was thirty-five, and a strikingly beautiful and sophisticated looking young woman with a round face and foreign looking slanted eyes. She had long black hair which hung loosely across her shoulders and half covered her small pert breasts which had a yellowish. His mind was occupied with his memories, trying to recall everything possible about what was going on. The year, dammit, let's see... counting back... Nineteen ninety three. It had to be. The year he went off to college was the ninety three, ninety four school year. SHIT! Idaho! What the fuck was he going to do in Idaho? All they had up there was blue skies and cow shit! Hang on, it wasn't that bad. This was college, remember."... good news is that the doctor says you're healing a lot faster. ” She was shaking and my legs felt like warm water was being poured on it.“I’m going to give you five more and I want you to start over with the count.” SMACK. “1 Master, thank you very much may I please have another.” Her voice and her body were shaking. SMACK. “2 Master, thank you very much may I please have another.” SMACK. “3 Master, thank you very much may I please have another.” SMACK. “4 Master, thank you very much may I please have another.” Her body was shuddering. SMACK. “5. "It was a heart attack," Meghan said. "Only it wasn't quite as massive as Hope had led us to believe. I finally convinced one of the nurses that I wasn't as whacked as everyone else in the family and she told me what the score was. She called it a 'mild anterior myocardial infarction'. She said it gave my mother chest pain and shortness of breath that was not severe but was noticeable enough that she called 911 right away. Since she got to the hospital less than ninety minutes after the onset.