“Where ya been?” I inquired. “San Francisco,” Helen replied. “I had to finish out some old business. Why? Did you miss me?” “Yeah,” I ...replied, “It’s just not the same without you here.” “We should trade phone numbers to keep up with each other,” Helen remarked. I agreed. I wrote my number on a scratch pad and stepped over to her porch. Helen handed me a business card that read 'Helen’s Garden.' Helen poured water on to her plants and spoke an encouraging word to each plant. She tip-toed to get. Joe came up behind her and took her towel from her hair and picked up her brush and began to brush out and detangle her blonde locks."You are so beautiful, that little blemish makes no difference. I love you anyway you are." He said as he pulled the brush freely through her hair, front to back.Selena stopped what she was doing and put her hands on the edge of the sink counter."Oh, that feels so good. Someone else touching your hair and scalp can be erotic." She said as she pushed her naked butt. "He went back to the phone. "Good. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Myra. Goodnight."He handed me the phone."Damn. That woman gets emotional. Hasn't anybody ever been nice to her? I know her parents were assholes but what about her husband?"I don't know. She hasn't said much about him. They were high school sweethearts, he got her pregnant, he joined the Army and they moved out here. He knocked her up again, went to Iraq and got killed. She's never talked about him or their marriage or how they got. .. Marco" down his end of the pool. Real close by."Polo" he said and also heard Sam echo it too, but down the shallow end.He waited till the count of 5 and then pushed his hands upward in the water forcing him down. His intention was to sit on the bottom for a few then silently surface. Thinking Judy would guess he was heading down the shallow end, but his ploy didn't work.As his hands came up she reached out and swiped over his arm as he tried to go down. He never made it under the water. Judy.