But there was more.Famous for counties around, there were what had ended up being called “Speedo Days”. Bob’s had a tradition of proclaiming one...Saturday a month “Speedo Day”. It was a blatant business promotion through sexuality, and everybody in town knew it. But it wasn’t illegal, and it was extremely popular.There were two kinds of customers on “Speedo Day”. First, there were the customers who stayed away. They were the soccer moms, the up tight types, and the moralists. Just about. Whatever you gave her she wanted more. She stretched his love to the limit to see how far it would go.You loved Nora because she allowed you to bask in her glow, not because you held her in your grip.And then there's Melanie, so much like her mother, and capable of the same rare independence.He had suspected that her preoccupation with Lightning bordered on the perverse. His suspicions had proved correct."Mullady, do you think it's possible that Melanie witnessed what happened here that night?". Oh, what’s her name? Rachele?”Ghok’s two hearts skip their beats at the mention of her name. This is actual confirmation! Rachele really is here in this tiny town! After all these months, she is only a stone’s throw away.“She’s a very pretty girl, but a shy one. She doesn’t say much,” the woman elaborates.Ghok is confused. Shy? Rachele? Are they talking about the same person? For a moment, he wonders if this is a case of mistaken identity. But what are the odds that this lady would guess. Sylvia waved the childrenover to her and lifted Billy back over the fence and lead him insidefor his dinner. After they had eaten Billy did not rush upstairs to hisroom but sat in the lounge with his legs together and his hands holdingthe skirt of his dress down."Mommy?" He asked slowly."Yes honey?" Sylvia could not remember the last time her child hadcalled her mommy.With that Billy ran upstairs and came down with the pills and the doll.In a halting voice he described the best he could how he.