“I didn’t hear you come in.” “Is Michael back already? I see his bag’s in the hall,” she asked, “I thought his train arrived at six. I w...s going to meet him.” “He’s just gone to the corner shop for razor blades. I missed him too - there was a note on the table. I’m sure he’ll be back soon Mum.” I said excessively loudly, hearing soft low noises from the direction of my room - like a window being opened. Mum looked disappointed not to have been there to welcome her son home. “I suppose I. No I don't get those." Huh, lucky bitch," grumbled Sandra who, as all four of them knew,suffered severe cramps and cruel mood swings each month.Simone reached out and gently squeezed Sandra's arm."I'm sorry Sandy. I wish I could share it with you and take some of thepain but it's never going to be; not unless they learn to do wombtransplants." Huh! If they do, you can have my bloody womb any time," replied Sandra,then she added thoughtfully, "After I've had a couple of kids that is."Simone. The borough of The Bronx is a prime example of just such changes.Mrs. Alice McGregor is a recent resident of The Bronx. She was not pleased at her relocation from the upper East-side of Manhattan. She loved her apartment in the three story brownstone on a quiet side-street. She loved her neighbors, even the gay couple, Hank and Joshua on the first floor. Alice had lived there ever since her wedding night a little over twenty years prior. Her last ten years as a single parent was not easy. Her. A.M., but she could not be any more informative than that until after she got the word from Mr. Morris.Second, and this was the thing that really had all the Administrative Assistants in the Executive Wing curious and coming up with imaginative reasons as they laughed with each other on break; the frequency of visits to the Senior VP wing by the EPOD ladies appeared to be way down!Either the men were not as horny or demanding, or else the ladies were otherwise engaged.Unbeknownst to Jennifer.