I knocked the door he opened me and welcomed me and I sat on bed he went out to buy something to eat but he came with a cake for my birthday celebrati...on, Am so happy for that. He went to bath room and made him fresh and came back. He lightened the candle and placed in cake. He asked me to cut the cake in birthday dress. I can’t understand that first I asked him “What?” he said that “Cut the cake on wearing your birthday dress” I said “It’s my birthday dress” he said that “I need your first. Your brothers ribs punctured an artery in his chest, and his nose was broken along with other serious injuries. After I hung up I broke down in tears, my heart was broken, my brother and I did everything together all through childhood and into college. Now all I had left was my sister. My mom died four years ago in a car crash and my dad died last year. How was I supposed to break the news to Mary if I couldn’t handle it myself.I called my best friend Kelly up, I told her I needed some support. "With her dancing." What dancing?"Dr. Martin stopped in mid-sentence. He had said too much. Finally, heshrugged."Well, Lulu, we've been out dancing a couple of times." Dancing. You ... and my wife?" Hey, you're the sissy," he said. "You abandoned her so you could weardresses. She just had her needs. I was there for her." You've been with my wife?"He shrugged. "I've been with a colleague of mine," he said. "It's noneof your business if we had sex." Sex? You had sex with Cynthia?" Please calm. It was open enough that I could poke my head in without moving it. There he was, fast asleep in his chair, head tilted back, lightly snoring. He looked so cute, I couldn't bear to disturb him. It was moments like these that my guilt really ate at me. He was a good man and I did love him dearly. I pushed these thoughts from my mind and flipped off the light. Suddenly he stirred. "Marie? Honey, is that you?" he asked turning the chair to completely face me. "Yeah, hon, it's me. Sorry, I didn't.