She will not be staying in the harem, but will soon have her own house.”A quiet buzz of surprise greeted his last sentence, and those few women who ...ecognised the honorific and the clothing she wore wondered how a nun from a teaching order had strayed as far as Kobekistan.Sister Annamaria was almost overwhelmed by the friendliness of the Emir’s wives to whom she was formally introduced. It did not surprise her that there was more than one; she had assumed that country, if not the Emir himself,. She used to keep track of you and Rachel rather closely." Used to?" She now has other responsibilities. She's much too busy for such frivolities." I see, I think." So anyway, the reason I called, could you come over to Gayle's house this evening?" I guess I could. What's up?" I'll tell you when you get here. Make it about 7:00"Curious, indeed.I arrived at Gayle's house promptly at 7:00. This time I went to the front door and rang the bell. Jacqui opened the door."Hi, Bob. Come in."I stepped in.. I hadn’t bothered to go to the final court hearing and my attorney told me she hadn’t either. We hadn’t seen each other for a very long time. I was caught off guard by the fact she could still make my pulse race. I could recall exactly what it was that she’d done to me. That was never in doubt. I could summon vivid images and bring them into sharp focus. For a long time, I’d kept the printouts of the pictures I’d taken that night but I’d shredded them when I left for Afghanistan. I remembered. Michael assured her that she was taking nothing away from Charlie in order to be with her young paramour. Friday evenings were her own anyway, much needed time spent on her own. He also reminded her that she had needs as well as Charlie. She loved her husband and cared for him in every way possible. Was it so terrible to want what Charlie could no longer give her? She agreed in principle but still suffered pangs of conscience which despite the exhilaration she experienced with Michael would.