As I got out of the car my stomach felt like compressed lead, I could hardly breath, my butt hole felt strange. And I had to tell Peggy. But how do yo... tell your wife of fifteen years that you have lost your job? Not only that, but that you have been humiliated beyond belief.My face must have looked like hell. Peggy was taking a small roast from the oven when I entered the kitchen from the garage, and when she set it on the stove and faced me, her jaw dropped."What's the matter Kyle?" I think. And the vegetables were fresher and cheaper at the many farmers markets.A friendly discussion with a service station employee would have us directed to a ramshackle dock of some absent fisherman where we would be met by a tanker truck and bought fuel at reasonable prices. We learned to dock at municipal docks rather than marina or yacht club and walk to spend the night at a guest house where we used the hot shower to our mutual satisfaction.Neither of us could understand the single handed. ”“I know who you are Mr. Vice-President. It is a pleasure to meet you.”“And you are?”“My name is Joyce Butler. My brother Jerry Butler is the Chief of Staff to Senator Terry. The Senator nor could Jerry’s wife couldn’t attend tonight and Jerry thought I might enjoy attending this function so he asked me to come.”Hal had met Jerry Butler and he could see that Jerry was talking to some people but at the same time observing Hal talking to his sister.“It’s my pleasure to meet you Joyce, I hope you. ." somewhat disturbed by her wife's question, Kelly returned somewhat sheepishly. "I did, but I'm not all that sure that you really want to see me do that particular feminine alter ego of mine..." "And, why's that?" "Because..." Kelly was noticeably hesitant to continue on with her explanation. "'Because' isn't going to cut it, Kell." Gale urged with just a hint of sternness conveyed in the subliminal inflexions of her voice. "Come on. Don't be a party pooper. Show me. "I mean, you do.