The memory from the afternoon popped into my mind again and in a restless moment I blurted, "Did you notice Bob checking you out today?"Anna sighed, "...You always think people are checking me out."I laughed, "That's because they are. Especially our neighbor over there."I saw her blush, "I guess... a little."I continued, "The poor guy probably doesn't get much action. I guess I can't blame him for staring."Anna slapped me playfully on the shoulder. "Pervert." she said, jokingly.A few weeks went by. Sure, he's still got the bombastic, commanding presence he hadbefore, but he seems somehow restrained, like he's worried about beingTOO bombastic in case it causes his health to deteriorate. I miss theold Joshua... But that doesn't mean I don't love the new Joshua anyless, especially as his nephew is very quickly growing into 'Joshuajunior'."We heard about what happened yesterday," Jonathan says as I sit downand cross one leg tightly over the other. "At the boutique--- Jamie, Iam so, so sorry,. That is a day that my Uncle Pat will never forget. That was the day he met his daughter, and our sweet Cherry came home. Uncle Pat had just come in for lunch. By now my Aunt Barbara was living with Uncle Pat. Uncle Pat started fucking his younger sister Barbara about a year before Aunt Clair left him, Uncle Pat and Aunt Barbara have been fucking on and off ever since they were thirteen and sixteen years old.It's not like Aunt Clair didn't know about our exclusive family bonding because she did.. "It was an unremarkable suburban home but its owner hadbuilt up a small yet surprisingly good wine cellar, which he left behindwhen he fled. It helped my nights there pass more pleasantly than theymight otherwise have done." Did you share the house with anyone?" I asked."No. My body shyness was considered odd but it was accepted, so when Iasked for a house to myself my request was granted. We had no shortage tochoose from, after all." A toast," said Helmut, raising his cup. "To survival.".