Wendy," she continued turning to Mrs Kent, "This is Mary my neighbour."I said hello to Mrs Kent and followed Anne into the kitchen whilst Mrs Kent mad... her way into the lounge. I closed the kitchen door as we entered and said to Anne, "I thought we would be alone today. Aren't we going to have some fun?"My disappointment must have been obvious to Anne who said, "Don't worry, Mary, we are definitely going to have fun." But what about Mrs Kent?" I asked."Don't worry Mary, trust me." she said and. She’d been a nurse once, while she was still married, and she had worked crazy hours and could easily afford the condo payments then in those days. After the divorce and after quitting her job entirely to make her new life entirely stress-free, things were less rosy financially. Weekday mornings and early afternoons she now drove a school bus for a local private school and apparently enjoyed it. Dealing with kids didn’t stress her ... it would have given me a mental breakdown!Once, about a year. I'm good looking, I'm successful, I like to think I'm fun to be with. Let's just say that my lack of a social life isn't due to lack of opportunity. If I wanted to be out with a woman every Friday night, I could." Then why aren't you?" she asked.He looked off into space. And then he decided to say it. "Because there's only one woman I was meant to be with, and I blew it. I've spent fifteen years trying to find someone to take her place. It's never worked. I don't think it ever will. And I'd. Mel's demeanor changed instantly. "Do I need to get you to the clinic? Is everything okay with the baby?"Tommi shook her head slowly. "It's not that. It's Sara, my littlesister," she managed to say between sniffles and sobs.Mel tensed. Tommi's health and that of the baby were paramount, andconcern about her physical and mental state was a frequent topic ofdiscussion among Mel and her close circle of friends. They also knewthat Tommi and her sister had gotten very close; Tommi spent hours.