I return with some of my clothes and hand them to her.She motions for be to turn-around. I do so dumbly thinking she's here, I'm here. A few moments l...ter I'm invited to turn around again. She asks me why haven't I gotten out of my wet clothes. Suddenly signals from my body make their way through to my brain indicating I should be shivering right now.I grab several logs from the dormer and pile them into the fireplace. After a few attempts a respectable blaze starts warming the room. I wander. ..oh, Alex! I remember now! Yes, Alex is his son's name." Right, my brother and his wife are going on a yearlong trip toAustralia, Alex couldn't attend. So why not stay with the mosttrustworthy brother he has, his only one? Plus, Mark thought it would begood for six kids to hang out with, especially considering that he haschanged a bit."Mike looked at his watch. "I've got to go! I'll be back in time forbreakfast."Mike, returning from the airport to pick up his nephew, drove up thedriveway to. They had both worked hard this last while and needed some extra grain.I sat and read stories to my children after supper until they got sleepy.Swan was so excited that she couldn't be still. Star and Sunshine were almost as bad.I said, "I love you and our children so much. I almost can't wait to make love with you."Swan said, "Stop waiting right now." And jumped into my arms hugging and kissing me.I reached out and caught Star and Sunshine and pulled them into a tight hug along with Swan. I. Her downfall was complete, she thought, as the hysterical core of her mind was gradually haloed by a desperate lucidity. Not only had she been the victim of some ungodly metamorphosis aboard the Vera, from saint to sinner, but that transition had been recorded and filed on film, to be used... how? Again, Lynn could not escape the only possible conclusion: Hans was going to show those pictures to her husband, Mark. And what would Mark do? Lynn shuddered. What would any man do if he saw his wife.