.Then, however, she upped the ante: "You want her to be picked up, don't you?" I admitted it, so she pressed harder, with: "Okay, Mrs. H -- what is Be...th gonna have to do to get picked up?" My imagination threw out some pretty sordid pictures -- and Frieda went on to validate them for me: "I'll tell you! She's gonna have to get naked and offer to blow a guy -- at least! More likely, she's gonna have to do more than that! Now, which would you prefer -- Jack, or some four hundred pound black guy. But guess what? 90% of our fights the first few years were about money. Who spent what, how were we going to invest it, why do we have all this debt, how come one of the bills was paid late? It was tough and a wake up call for both of us that love is not enough to maintain a relationship.We grew together and honestly I could think of no one closer to me than my wife. Now reading all these "loving wives" stories, I began to wonder if I was so holier than thou, better than all those schmucks in. "Neither Jeff nor Diana could fully understand what Selina was trying to say past her tears as she clung to Jeff, but the two understood her meaning, anyway. Selina had felt her Prime's determination. She loved her parents, but an occasional visit with them would be more than sufficient. Leaving her new family for even a day was not a consideration. This was the life she was called to. One day she would visit the stars with them – one day she would be one of her Prime's mates. One day.The miles. " Linda looked up from her work at thestove, "Thank you for that, today has been hectic enough as it is. Don'tworry, I'll make Nick clear the table and do the dishes." I smiledthinking that I already struck the first blow in a potential siblingrivalry.By the time I was finishing up Mr. Reilly and Nick came home frompractice. The boys washed up and came back to the table. Not knowing myplace, I hesitated to sit. I feigned getting myself something to drinkwhile everybody else took a seat. I.