How I missed snuggling between Jill and BJ, missed the kids andGrandkids. Widow and I talked long into the nights and most of the days,remembering our... life together.Shadow had been spending a lot of time wandering the Reservation and Iknew the tribe there was used to seeing him.Then he began hanging out with me, not venturing far from camp, it wasAugust already.I'd sat listening each day and night to the radio, hearing myself and myfamily as they drove the highways. When I heard my past self on. It doesn't sound like she is talking to herself, but carrying on a conversation with someone else. Someone only she can see. The mother with three little kids, I don’t know how she handles it. I can tell the kids range from one year old to maybe eight years old. The middle one gives her the most trouble, he’s very loud and brings a lot of attention to them. It makes me feel bad for her, she seems to handle it well enough, though. I’d probably pull my hair out. There is one homeless man who. ‘I’ve never forgotten you, you know?’ I looked at her. ‘Me, neither. I’ve miss you, to be honest.’ She nodded. ‘Me, too.’ She held my gaze, her eyes locked on mine. I tried to look away, but she brought her hand to my chin and turned my face back toward hers. That was when she inched her face closer to mine. I could feel my heart skip a beat and start again, beating faster. When her lips touched mine, I swear I felt a spark, a tiny jolt of electricity. She must have felt it too because she. "Quiet on set! We're going live in three..." We all shut up and gathered around the platform where we could see the monitors as Elaine met with Larry, Theresa, and Eleanor. Of course, we couldn't hear anything. Rhonda and her crew had headsets on. All we could do was watch the picture. Rose slipped up beside me and we wrapped our arms around each other."Just a few months and that will be you and Doreen," she whispered."Doug and Doreen. He's the father of record. After seeing this, though, I bet.