“I just sent her a text.”Cindy’s phone chimed. She read the text. “It’s from Case. He’s at the hospital and Juliet’s in surgery.” She ...looked at Jessica. “He’s asked me to tell you Valeria is okay and with Ramón.”Jessica’s relief was palpable. “Thank God she’s okay. No other details?”Cindy shook her head.“Cindy, we’re mostly wrapped up here. I know you’re anxious to get over to Lodi Memorial and spend some time with Case, so get going.”“You’ve read my mind.”Jenny and Essie looked expectantly at. I never pace. I paced.I opened Facebook on my phone, went to her profile, then gallery, and downloaded three of her snorkeling pictures and a couple of nice face shots. Her hips were a little small to give her a true hourglass figure but she filled her bikini nicely. She looked fit and tight and well proportioned. As great as her body was her face was her most outstanding feature. She had an incredible smile. Fresh, I thought, and those eyes. I closed mine and remembered how our evening had. It was around this time that I got a call from my 33 y/o daughter. She wanted to visit me and needed to ask me something. I did not feel particularly close to her but we had an okay relationship. She would occasionally phone but I did not see much of her. I told her a visit would be fine.The next she arrived at the house. She was a little overweight but she had a nice figure with ample breasts. She was wearing jeans and a light colored blouse which went well with her blond hair.“Hi dad,”. . uh sir, thanks fer not tellin' my Mom or nobody 'bout what you seen." The girl was carrying a black, fabric bag that she placed on the floor near the bathroom.Three days ago George had gone to the church to see Reverend Gillis and make a proposal about using some of his vacant apartments for some of the disadvantaged members of the congregation. It wouldn't be for free of course but it would have been a better deal than he usually gave anyone. Anyway the minister wasn't there but just as he.