I never had the slightest intention of acting on them. I never wanted to act on them."I said, "You see? I think we can agree that this is all Emmy's f...ault. She brought the whole thing up in the first place. Want me to go out and beat the crap out of her?"Deirdre said, "Andrew, Emma told the truth. It was you that made the jump of turning Donnie's fantasy into reality."I agreed. "That's what I was saying originally before I was so rudely interrupted. I guess I've always felt guilty about these. . oh Christ, he knows! she thought as she fended off his blows, protesting, pleading with her irate husband."FUCKING WHILE I'M AT WORK! FUCKING!" he screamed down at her nakedly cringing body. "WHAT ABOUT JEANIE? WHAT KIND OF A MOTHER ARE YOU ANYWAY? DID SHE GET A GOOD LOOK AT HER MOTHER SCREWING ON THE SOFA?" Ooooooh," Fran could only wail with the terrible burden of the truth, which was a hundred times more dreadful than the awful things of which she was being accused."Who was it? WHO? SOME. The response was carefully choreographed ahead of time and again there was a near miss in the hysteria department. As the days passed more information came in picture format. Mathematics, the universal language was explained in base twelve which any intelligent race would use. By the time all but a week had passed, observers spotted a long flare of energetic gases. No race would use this as a means of propulsion between the stars but it made the people happy to see that the ship was even too. Dexter answered it, “Hello.”“Dexter, this is Mark.”“What’s up?” Dexter asked wondering why Mark was using a strange telephone. He hoped this was an update on the lawsuit. The only reason Mark had to call was if he had made any progress on his lawsuit.“I got a call from your son,” Mark answered.“Whoopee,” Dexter said sarcastically.Mark said, “Don’t be an asshole.”“Why not?” Dexter asked. “My wonderful son and daughter are only worried about the child support.”Eric had been staring at the wall.