Someone that works with you, dying ... that’s a bit of a wakeup call, huh?”“Yeah...” She seemed satisfied with that, and headed back to her de...k. I put my name on the card but couldn’t write anything more. What could I say? Sorry I fucked your dead wife?Detective Dianna Shepherd looked at the board of missing persons again, more frustrated than ever. A couple more had been added just this week, as seemingly random as the rest. No similarities, not even geography, as they had all been from. Now, arms out," she instructed.He did as he was told and she slipped his arms into the long sleeves ofthe gown. The sleeves ended in an elasticated cuff and were edged with adelicate white lace frill. She pulled the gown around his body and tiedit tightly at the back of his neck. The gown was mini length and justabout came down to his stocking tops. Sandra walked over to the washingsinks at the rear of the salon and indicated for him to sit in the endchair. He leaned back into the sink and she. By the time each had showered and taken care of what girls need to in the morning I had scrambled eggs, sausage and toast ready and waiting on them. Store bought OJs all around and coffee for the old guy. They came in together, all smiling broadly as they returned the favor of the wake up kiss, each one had lipstick on that I would have to wipe away before going to work, but if that were the worst of my day I could live with it. We ate quietly and barely discussed what had changed over the. He also said that he had put therest of Susan's things in the drawers and closets of my room and that Ishould go through her them to see if there was anything I needed. I thanked him and said goodnight, secretly pleased and relievedthat I had "my own" room and was apparently not expected to share his.I waited until I was sure he was in bed and then quietly went to myroom. The first thing I saw when I entered was a long nightgown laidout on the bed. It was ivory colored and would come to near.