Not in a sexual way, more that I was afraid she was leaving me behind, out-growing me, changing from the girl I had married, becoming a grown-up woman....James's wife, Natasha, saw my discomfort and went out of her way to make me welcome, chatting with me even when Adam had wandered away with Angie to show her off to some influential local toff. When Natasha learned I was a musician, she began asking me about the band I played bass in. What kind of stuff did we perform? Had we cut a disc? The. Obviously, the Oriole brass was getting worried about whether I was ever going to hit. This visit was not good news for me! It might even mean that, if I didn't bring up my average and drive in more runs, I'd be released.It might mean that Frederick could be my last stop in organized ball.Jesus! I didn't want to be released! Not now! ... Not at the end of the season, either. It seemed highly unlikely they'd release me now -- in June. I was catching practically every night. Who could they bring. Andrea turned her head towards Chris and shouted, "Hey! You are here! I was so sure you wouldn't be here at all." Are you ready for tonight then?" Chris shouted back, trying to converse over the loud music."You bet! That's why I'm here, isn't it? Where is your wife?" She's upstairs, sitting on her own right behind me. You know what you need to do right?"Finally getting her drink Andrea turned around and whispered into Chris' ear, "Give me 10 minutes. I can't wait to see what you've planned for. One can not hide much from a ten-year old and a twelve-year old.“Tell them you’re going on a business trip,” Robert suggested.“And my husband?” I pressed.“Tell him you need a few days to sort through some things,” Robert instructed. I stayed quiet, mulling things over in my mind. What he was telling me made good sense. I needed to think a few things through.Robert was a smooth guy. His advices seemed right on target. I needed some time away and to think things through.“Do you have a place to.