We also passed by the spot where all the girls had peed the previous night. He had to mention that fact and apologized again. He nervously said he did...'t understand why his wife loved peeing outside so much. I chuckled and said that wasn't a bad thing and said at least she was house broken. He thought that was so funny.I hung out for a few and had a couple of beers with him and he showed me his garage/tool bench. The phone rang and he ran inside to answer it. I looked over to the washer and. He was holding Sugar in one hand, stroking it with the other, and the cat was purring loudly."Here, you can sit by me." Paul was on the sofa and he scooted over just a little, making some extra room for me. He put Sugar on the floor while I took a sip of my Coke. "Feel better?" Paul asked and I nodded."Yeah." I looked around, wondering what we were going to do. It was a nice house, pretty normal with pictures on the wall, a bookcase and television on a stand, a little stereo, everything you'd. It was ten o’clock in the evening, when she sighed and said: ‘Vicar, you’ve been so kind to me, made me feel like vibrant young woman again. Would you do me one more kindness?’ Her voice was faint and tenuous ‘Anything, Lucinda. Your kindness and generosity has been overwhelming, both to St. Dunstan’s and to me.’ ‘Let me make you happy one more time.’ Lucinda was laying flat on her back, it was clear that she wasn’t capable of much motion, and I doubted that she could even sit up unaided. Her. I slowly exited my room and started down the hall to the bathroom. I noticed my mother’s television was on. I quietly opened the door and noticed that she was fast asleep. The glossy finish of the rose colour paint in her room reflected the blue’s in the television picture and danced little shapes all about the room. The curtains that d****d over the windows blew in with the breeze of cool air there was outside.I walked over and clicked off the TV and started for the door when my mum began to.