The phone was driving me crazy and I finally gave up and picked up the receiver to hear the familiar voice of the young girl down at the police morgue...tell me they had my Uncle’s effects and I was officially registered as his next of kin on the department records. I think I was rude to the pretty young thing and replied I would attend to it as soon as possible.Julie had slept with the baby the night before because she was all up-tight about the little one developing a summer cough from a silly. "That part wasn't true," I said firmly. "I had to pretend I had amnesia, because I thought that no one would believe the truth." Are you saying you remember what happened before you got struck by lightning?" asked Inez."No. I don't remember a thing. But at the same time, I didn't have amnesia, either." That doesn't seem to make sense, Pat," commented Evie. "What really happened, then?"I took a deep breath. Here went nothing."First of all, I want to repeat what I said earlier, that you both need. Lots and lots of photos. Sexy photos. Nude photos. Nasty photos. ----He went through the envelopes numerically, and soon after he started he knew he should stop and pack them back up but he couldn’t help himself. The photographer was good. All of the pictures were of a much younger Lily, perhaps in her early twenties, at first by herself in different stages of erotic undress. But with each envelope he opened the photos became more and more daring, sexier, dirtier and more graphic.There was Lily. Peaches sometimes swims with us, often joined by Rags, as well as her girls. Aunt Etta is in the pool often with Marion and Virginia. Even Mesa and Giovanni join us sometimes. It is a very gentle family fun time that re-establishes our collective closeness.When we were getting ready to go to the patio, Wanda asked Lisa and me if she could talk to us a few minutes before we went. We watched as the rest of the family left, and then sat at the counter with coffee.Wanda told us, "You two are.