“I’m giving you back the stuff inside the box, dumbass!”His bushy brows dipped as his eyes narrowed upon the box then back on Carie. “Why?”C...rie pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m moving. Remember?” “When?’ “Saturday.”“How?”“I hired a mover.”“Where?”“Oh, my fucking god! Eat a dictionary, Vasily!” she snapped, throwing her hands up, exasperated by his monosyllabic obtuseness. “I told you all of this so many times already!”She had initially told him about a month ago. ”But he wasn’t. The call came early the next morning. I’d put Amelia to bed in one of my guest rooms. Sun was just peeking over the horizon casting a pure white light that turned the violet blue sky into royal blue.Harold had passed away. Betty was distraught, understandably so, and she asked if I could look after Amelia for a few days while she came to terms with Harold’s death, made funeral arrangements, informed their friends.I, of course, didn’t hesitate and told her I would.I’d never been. Fay went upstairs to find the butt-plug from her toy box, and I went to the utility room to grab some clothes pegs. More sophisticated clamps could come later. When we returned with our treasures held out the look on Sofi’s face was a joy to behold. I don’t know whether, by admitting to her dislikes, she had hoped to avoid them, but if that was her plan then it backfired big time.There were tears beginning to form in her eyes when we ordered her to her knees with her head on the floor,. " You are a beautiful, gifted woman Liz. I wish you the best. I wish you success and happiness. I wish you a field of soft grass and a good book to keep you company, and someone to watch over you, to keep you safe."He could hear Liz breathe into the phone for a second or two before she spoke."Thank you Ray. I have compiled a list of doctors that I recommend for you to visit. I'll fax it over to you." Liz, I can't promise not to wonder what could have been. I don't want to go. But you're right..