She asked me to bring her some water.When I opened my bed room door a red mop of hair fell into the room at my feet.Honey had fallen asleep outside ou... door and was now scrambling to get up.“I don’t like sleeping alone,” she whimpered. I picked her up and put her on my hip like a little baby. “What do you say Beth? Can sleep in our bed?”My wife smiled and nodded. “I’m going to get something to drink you want something?” I asked the pre-teen.“Can I have some more yoo-hoo?”“Sure pumpkin. Let’s go. Her impersonations of other members of the faculty at the university were spot on and they elicited laughs from both John and Woody. Irene was the assistant chair of the Drama and Performing Arts department and her talent was evident. John had glanced at Woody at times and Woody had winked and smiled indulgently. They both knew what Irene was doing – she was bending over backwards trying to get John to climb out of the hole he had dug, an abyss into which he could sink and forget the pain.. I’m not sure how this works." It’ll work any way you want it to,” he said, his clear blue eyes searching mine. Steeling my will, I felt strangely brave and pulled my chair even closer. I casually reached over and placed my hand on his thigh, gave a timid little half-rub and pulled it back. I immediately wished I hadn't, but I had no idea what to do. He reached over and put his hand on my thigh, and feeling reassured, I ran my fingers over his.“We can go as slow or as fast as you want,” he. ’ ‘Um it becomes rather complex because I wish to avoid double taxation where possible and my investment income comes from all over the place.’ ‘Roughly what annual income are we talking about?’ ‘Well with compensation and insurance payments after my husband Archer’s death invested I’ll expect my income to top $800,000 in the next twelve months. My income from my writing is rather substantial.’ ‘Ohmigod, that’s a packet. I graduated in law as well as business administration/finance and am.