I guess I developed that trait.Shannon did get a part-time job at a real estate and insurance agency. It was a decent sized firm with over thirty empl...yees. She was a secretary that answered the phones and did some of the accounting work. She said she loved her job.They worked with her so that she was always there for the kids to help them off to school. Her mom would come over when the kids returned home from school. Shannon would be home usually by five o'clock or so. She started out working. "Nighty-night, Mommy; nighty-night, Daddy." Nighty-night, Princess. Sleep tight."And, for a wonder, she did.If Alan had played her like a violin, Bill sang a duet with her.Slowly, in the manner of parents who might be called back to their child's bedside, they kissed. He turned her in his arms so he could unbutton her blouse and kiss the back of her neck and her ears. She left his hug to hang up her blouse, returned so that he could unsnap her bra. He held her breasts when they were freed,. The symbolism of which bed we used was vital to a healthy future, whatever might come of it. Changing beds would make it clear that our relationship had become about us, and I knew that was important to her. It was also important to me.Before I got in bed, I sat at the desk in Birgit’s room and looked at the pictures of Birgit and me, Birgit and Melanie, Larry, Birgit, and me, Karin and Birgit, and Karin and me standing next to Birgit’s headstone. I smiled when I remembered the pictures being. .. what do you mean?"--Well, let's go from the head down, shall we? First, the hair.At that, his hair started to sprout out of his head, down, past hisshoulders, to his upper back.--There, how does that feel? Next, let's do the face.And his face felt like it was melting, becoming that of...Angela's!--Well, by now you can figure out what I'm dong to you. Yep. You willnow have the humility of people staring at YOU! Haha! Next, that voiceis wayy too low...And his voice cracked, becoming a high.