My boss is making some slight modifications to my body and it won’t affect my physical beauty, causing her to hope she will look better.”“What a...e the modification?” Then the call got cut off.After another month, she called me and said, “Tomorrow I will be going to take charge of her job. She told me her boss asked her if she can be deployed to Jamaica, for her slave ship and she said, yes!”After 3 months, she called me again. “I will be coming home for a week.”“I will come and pick you. "What are we shopping for now?" Don asked."Prom dresses." Aren't you two sophomores? I thought you had to be juniors to go to prom." Well, when you are dating juniors..." Okay."Kasey let out an exasperated sigh. "Daddy, it's not like I have formal dresses in my closet." You don't?" Don was smiling as he teased his daughter."Daddy!" Okay, okay. So who's driving you shopping?"Kasey sighed again. "We need you to drive, Daddy. We can't drive. Leslie's at the store until nine. There's no one else.". That his odds of getting a Saturday night score might be improved with a little soap and water. But still, all that was so many hours away.Eve, I knew, wouldn't leave her room until the old man was out of the house. However long that took. No doubt she had a cache of snacks in there.I was ready to get to work, but was stymied by the new door. I sat and waited and eventually Dad came into the kitchen, clean and reeking of aftershave, whistling a little, wearing what he no doubt thought of as his. I suppose I can be another name yet if that is what is needed.But “Hugo” has much meaning to me, it is what Linda says. I ask can she still call me by that name.“Yes, if you like,” she says, smiling. “It can be our name, just between us. But you’ll have to be Jim, or Jimmy, to other people, it’s going to get too complicated and too suspicious otherwise.”I do not care what name others speak if I can be Hugo with her.Linda spends much time in the next two days before what she says is computer on.